Crew rows 460 miles to North Pole
So what did you do this summer? Memorize the price of gas at every station you passed while driving to the Grand Canyon in an SUV that got 12 miles to the gallon? Breathe in certain plant scents as well as some indescribable body odors in youth hostels while backpacking across Europe? Gripe and moan that all your friends were having fun while you were stuck painting the house?
No matter what your summer involved, it paled in comparison to what Jock Wishart did. The Scottish ...
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