pot-rags

Updated: May 17, 2025

At 3 P.M. the jib was washed off the bowsprit and blown to rags and ribbons. I bent the "jumbo" on a stay at the night-heads. As for the jib, let it go; I saved pieces of it, and, after all, I was in want of pot-rags. On August 3 the gale broke, and I saw many signs of land.

Joshua Slocum - Sailing Alone Around the World