Racing on the diesel can also be satisfying.
Here we are waiting for some naive boater to race.
"Go big or go home!"
We sure fooled them and probably embarrassed the daylights out of them
in front of all of
their passengers.
"Hey.... HEY!!"
Best out of three??
An evening sail with elements of the
"HE-MAN WOMAN-HATERs JUNKFOOD EVENING SAILING SOCIETY"
I look for merging traffic and "PopEye" makes sure the "Fireplug" does
not drop the camera
"Old Salt" sniffs the main sail to detect whether or not the breeze
is "freshening".
Some things I just do not question.
Down wind at 2 knots racing the sunset back ot the marina.
Fireplug is content like a cat here but he will test his mettle later
in the company regatta we will
dub the "2001 Regretta".