It’s family hour. We’ve been keeping an eye on the Etchells, which is clearly on another course. The crew definitely noted number “55” hanging from the crow’s nest.

It’s family hour. We’ve been keeping an eye on the Etchells, which is clearly on another course. The crew definitely noted number “55” hanging from the crow’s nest.
Sailboat racing day: we’re off. Fleets running a straight line toward Golden Gate Bridge. Gybe and poof—up she goes and skipper fills the red chute.
Look at those tell tails. I am spending my afternoon racing with the boys only again.
“I love sailing. I love sailing. I love sailing.” There re things you can do with a crew that communicates and respects one another.