And so Magellan is back in business. Only now he has another problem--as indicated by the angle of this photo, the Mighty Houdini is behind him. Not where you want to have The Captain and his cut-throat crew on a bright day with plenty of wind. We are given to lingering "on station" as we called it in the Navy, only to come gliding down upon you as you sail along enjoying your little sea-visit and a good drink. Suddenly your guest says, "Hey, isn't that boat getting kind of close?" Whereupon you turn to look, only to hear these fateful words from the Hoo: "Helmsman, you'll want a steady hand on that tiller in a moment." But, for you, it's too late. The Mighty Houdini sweeps under your stern and marches windward. In a few seconds, Houdini's sails billow with your wind, your sails luff and slap. You turn off, but to no avail. Without your wind, you're going dead in the water. Your ship is at our mercy. And so begins the broadside--a good soaking from Houdini's expert gunnery team and its long nines. (Two giant super-soaker water guns).
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