Was spent sitting on the jetty wishing for some wind and telling stories. There was absolutely not a breath. Mirror-calm sea. Slanting evening sunshine. Coffee and chocklate. The last tuesday evening regatta of the season was a draw, no winners, no losers. Better luck next season!
Next event, the club regatta, on saturday. Foecast says that the high has not moved much, so it will probably be another waiting game. On with the biggest, lightest sails. (Metaphorically only, the usual, but hope is encouraging). Goal is at least to not be last. Last year the wind died before several of us could finish, so he who decides the course should have at least a Plan B, taking us turtles into consideration. Maybe I should empty Josin of all the weighty and unnecessary clobber before the start, even empty the water tanks. Might add 0,1 knots. Every little helps, and the competitive instinct is not yet dead.
Go, Josin, go!
Josin's 2025 cruise 