CHAPTER ELEVEN
The Happy Gal sailed out of the quiet, beautiful harbor the next morning. Ellie and Sandy were both excited, and as far as Steve could tell, Sandy did not suspect what had happened the night before. Ellie had only made one passing comment to him about a tenderness in her crotch, and then there had been nothing more said. Steve settled down to the task of navigating and sailing the boat. Only a very good crew and boat would be able to make the nearly nine-thousand mile trip in the month that he had estimated. He planned to sail nearly north from Bali to pass between Borneo and Celebes, then cut in a more easterly direction to pass under the southern tip of the Philippine Islands. He hoped to make it to the Marianas Islands before dropping anchor again. That would be a trip o
