Sailing through history on the Royal Clipper“Stand by to set lower top sail!” the captain shouted. Backlit by a late Mediterranean sun, he made a striking figure in his maritime attire. “Pull sheets, lower top sail coming out!” I gripped firmly on the rope. “Heave! Heave! Heave!” commanded the first mate. My group of eight joined in unison as we pulled on the rope. I thought the man in front of me could have worked a little harder, but the German boy at my rear was quite literally pulling up the slack.