So, if you are still reading, we had a fantastic sabot race on Labor Day. This is one of my favorite events at the yacht club. People from all different boating persuasions come together and race this silly race in a sabot. I believe I've already talked about how difficult a sabot is to sail. And this race just proves my point about 12 more times. We had very experienced racers that win almost every race they enter capsized in this race. Our Commodore (an experienced sailor and a good athlete) capsized. Many many more sailors capsized, and some (ahem, Rich) turned back around and didn't finish the race. We had 21 entries and 8 finishers. It is all laughing and posturing before, during, and after the race, and a good time had for all. And I guess, before I finished this paragraph I should point out that there were gusts up to 25 knots and sabots really only handle, oh I don't know, a lot less.
If this post sounds cocky, I guess I am. But I shouldn't be, I finished 7th. But I'm still strutting around because I FINISHED. So I'll stop blabbing now and show the photos!!! Debbie has more (nudge nudge, wink wink).
2 comments:
Cute Kid! Hey, are you talking to yourself? Put down the tequila (and bon bons, Hi Honey). Sorry I've totally made a mockery of your blog Debbie. I suggest you change the password and lock me out.
Great pictures!! Must have been a talented photographer that took these! Happy sailing
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