So, maybe I should see what it's like to be a spectator. Hmmm. This afternoon I lasted about 3½ minutes. Then I went home to fetch Doberwoman for a walk on the beach below the cliffs. It was a short walk because the tide was in. But, at least it was participatory. I'm not much of a spectator. And yacht racing is not what you would call a captivating spectator sport. I don't know. . . . Something to think about . . . .