Another chapter in my aging life closed yesterday about 2 pm when I seemingly nice gentleman bought my six year old Sunfish. It felt nice returning from the regatta knowing I could tend to other things besides washing the boat, fixing up little do dads and getting her ready for the next race. I grew tired of dragging her off the hill at the yacht club. I grew tired of sailing upwind with no competition within 100 yards after rounding the first mark. Well, certainly after the leeward mark the boats would spread out. It was a good lesson in concentration and indeed my starts at all races improved dramatically. On the whole it became tiresome.
Wanting to get SPRAY ready for our cruise to New York entices me to host another garage sale this Saturday. There is my sentimentally attached Hobie 14, Monica's bicycle, assorted household items, more tools and who knows what else. My neighbors son may buy the sectional sofa. It is a scary world I am entering but not as scary as an old friend's who faces 5 years in federal prison....But that's his story.
Sail safely sea knot friends,