My dad Mike and I were vacationing on Nantucket island, off the coast of Massachusetts. We had left home, which is Concord New Hampshire and had arrived at the ferry boat Nantucket Queen.
The next day we rented a boat and sailed into Grebers Bay, the voices of other sailors the sound of the water beneath us and the flapping of the overhead sails were pleasant, suddenly the peaceful scene, was interrupted by shouts from another boat that had turned and was heading right into us watch out two men yelled excitedly,
"We've lost control of our boat! Grab the tiller John" dad yelled to me "pull it toward you when I give the signal"
"All right dad" I responded dad grabbed the sail and as he adjusted it he yelled at me.
"Now John, pull back", I did what he said not a moment too soon, *whew* what a narrow escape! The other boat passed within twenty-two inches of ours.
Hope I helped!!
-Brandi
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