Or, Mission Accomplished.
Two days after my first GIS outing of the year, I actually played out the exact scenario I had in mind when I first decided to make a boat. I shoved off from our dock on the Little Lake, rowed north through the channel, under the very low bridge, and into the Big Lake where I stepped the mast, raised the sail and glided away. I was especially concerned about Chivita's performance and I had to bring her where the weeds don't grow to confirm or deny my theory that weeds fouling the foils caused massive lee helm. She schooned indeed!
Of course, it was still lake sailing and the winds were on-again, off-again. But it was such a lovely day and there was plenty of holiday activity. No other sailboats though :(
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| I began with one reef tied because I was single-handed |
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| The wind was mild enough for the full sail |
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| Running mostly downwind with board part-way up |
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| 30 seconds later, my inelegant gybe |
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| 30 seconds after that: what drama? |
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| one more gybe, sans gymnastics |
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| Sometimes you have to sink your teeth into it |
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| Sometimes you just float |
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