
Passing the Orochek Fortress (known as the Tsarist bastille) we finally escaped the relentless Neva current. 25 miles north an offshore breeze kicked in and at last we were sailing. Madam was overjoyed and would not let go the helm.

Passing the Orochek Fortress (known as the Tsarist bastille) we finally escaped the relentless Neva current. 25 miles north an offshore breeze kicked in and at last we were sailing. Madam was overjoyed and would not let go the helm.