My wife did not know how to sail when we met. Both divorced. She learned on her 50th birthday by taking a week long intensive course on a 43 ft cruiser. I went along too. She insisted that she grind up the main each time. She wanted to know she could do it.
After several days, the instructor, who was a middle aged salty dog, looks over at me, while she is on the winch, and says with his gravely voice and a glint in his eye..... "you're a lucky man"
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In the harsh marine environment, something is always in need of repair. Margaritas fix everything.