A tradition that continues today. I sailed into Gibraltar and noticed all these high powered, mat-black, speed boats in the marina. After asking about it, thinking they were club racers of some sort, I was told they were hashish runners. They would buy a boatload of duty-free cigarettes. They would cruise quietly across the straights to Morocco at night. There, they traded the cigarettes for hashish. Then, they raced across to Spain to a buyer to sell the hashish. After, they went home to British Gibraltar where no laws had been broken. You could walk the docks and spot bullet holes in the back and sides of some of these boats.they say the ships sailed home with tea. not much on the opium the sailed into china with
I'm pretty sure the new hip I got a month ago is some sort of titanium alloy.Beautiful vessels! In this day of replacement surgery some of us have ships of wood and hips of iron!
Of course you are correct, but I did not think that "ships of plastic and hips of Titanium" rolled off the tongue very easily. Best wishes with the boat and the new hip.I'm pretty sure the new hip I got a month ago is some sort of titanium alloy.And my boat is made of plastic...