Tragic...I love seeing the old sailing ships....
I feel the same way about this as I do when a classic plane is destroyed in a crash but the pilot gets out OK. Kind of sick to know there will never be another one.
A few days after seeing the Cutty Sark, I got to see the Bicentennial parade of tall ships on July 4, 1976 in New York harbor from about an altitude of 15,000 feet in a red Branniff 727.
A few days after seeing the Cutty Sark, I got to see the Bicentennial parade of tall ships on July 4, 1976 in New York harbor from about an altitude of 15,000 feet in a red Branniff 727.