Posted on December 13, 2012March 15, 2017 by andrew Winter Moorings Anchored stern and bow, sea-logged to the gunwales: So I have moored my mind for the winter ahead. To be the more sea-worthy if all else fails Come better weather and spring buries its dead. 13th December 2012 Post navigationPrevious post: Depopulated ShoresNext post: A Late Voyage to St Kilda