You have have a great day sailing even if you're racing, right?
Yesterday's race was a downwind start, with a very short downwind leg in 15kts, gusting to 20kts.
We flubbed our spinnaker launch, so I aborted and told them to put it all away. A few minutes later, we rounded the first mark, and came up on a beam reach, maybe a little harder.
We were treated to the spectacle of our competitors blowing out their spinnakers, multiple round-ups, shrimping their spinnakers and all kinds of carnage as they hoped to carry their chutes on a tight reach. We walked right up into the middle of them as they disentangled themselves.
The day was sunny with a high of 62F or so, and I made hot buttered rum drinks in the galley once we returned to the dock.
S/V Old Shoes
1973 Pearson 30 #255