Liberty is being free from the things we don't like in order to be slaves of the things we do like.--Ernest Benn

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

No Everday Routine Sail

In the past, I've compared our Fleet's races as group day-sails around a boring trapezoidal patch of seawater.

But today's routine was transformed by an unusual southerly direction of wind. We were confronted with an entirely new racing venue. The first leg was a spinnaker run, which about everyone overstood. The second leg was transformed from a beer drinking spinnaker reach into a most disorienting beat requiring much tacking at unfamiliar headings. Starboard tack was exciting, because we were hard on the wind with huge, deep rollers lifting our stern. That's always exhilarating! And then the last two legs were done under the chute.

The crew work was beyond perfect. The boat performed as well as it could be expected in a mere 6-9 knots. The skipper? That old dog learns very slowly the new tricks life which life presents. It took him an agonizingly long time to get his bearings on that second leg. An unforgettable sail.


  1. Interesting how a change in just one aspect - wind direction - make the whole day, the entire game, something completely new. Cool.

    1. I'm always complaining that our courses are boring old boxes, and then when called upon, I cannot think outside the box. Ironic.

  2. Yes! Leads changed frequently. No parades on that day.

  3. Is the breeze normally that consistent from one direction?

  4. One uphill leg and three down? Can't beat that! Sounds like fun.