The Grey Panthers

Nearing Redcar, this sand yacht was gently pootering about. At one time we couldn't make out whether the yachtsman needed a push, or not. But with only a gentle breeze he wasn't going to make much progress.

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Nearing Redcar, this sand yacht was gently pootering about. At one time we couldn't make out whether the yachtsman needed a push, or not. But with only a gentle breeze he wasn't going to make much progress.