Mainsail of the Moshulu
Photographer: Eric Newby
‘As time passed, the ship possessed us completely. Our lives were given over to it. A hundred times a day each one of us looked aloft at the towering pyramids of canvas, the beautiful deep curves of the leeches of the sails and the straining sheets of the great courses, listened to the deep hum of the wind up the height of the rigging, the thud and judder of the steering-gear as the ship surged along ...' - The Last Grain Race.