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Brian McLaughlan's avatar

When I was four or five back in the late 70's, my dad bought a Newport 16, much to my mom's dismay. We went sailing off the coast of Los Angeles and a pod of whales came up to investigate us. My mom started freaking out, which caused me to start freaking out. To this day, I swear the whales started bumping the boat. Dad says they actually stayed a stone's throw away, but they were curious about us and did come pretty close.

Also on that trip, I threw up and a seal played in it. Quite a first adventure! The things that stay in your memory from your childhood still amaze me.

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anonymous-3272's avatar

I started when I was 10 sailing El Toros in Lincoln, Nebraska on a man-made lake

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