Yes folks, this season has gone out with a whimper. Â The wind that died on Tuesday, stayed dead on Thursday. Â So we had a goofy night on the bay. Â Some would argue that it was the current (?) that floated us the width of the bay in 56 minutes. Â The speedometer read 0.00 nearly the entire time, with a few bursts of speed that got us up to 0.6 knots from time to time.
But what a crew! Â These guys will do anything to win! Â Weight forward and leeward is important in light air, which the guys really took to heart: Â can you work out who is who?
It must have helped, because unlike Tuesday, we actually made curfew, and beat Battlewagon by more than four minutes!
Along the way, the lads showed signs of getting restless. Â Before they got the itch to OOTCH, I had SKOOTCH break out the HOOTCH. Â A pint of grog and some hard tack, and they were merry men once more!
Thanks for a great season, guys, which we could have gone out with one last tear around the bay….next year for sure!