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Not to worry, I wasn’t preying on defenseless nautically deprived females. I didn’t realize who I would be teaching (married and attached females) until I was already committed.
I try to behave myself as much as possible and avoid foreseen trouble as in messing with married females. The “GELOUSY” (as mentioned in my main posting) came from the girls crossing the finish line in front of their die hard racing, know it all, gods of the water, spouses. Not once, but several times. Once on dock it seemed more like payback gloating and rubbing their noses in it. These girls were out for blood and revenge! They had earned the right to yell a few of their own orders around while aboard and know what they were talking about. (Nautically speaking)
Any “NORMAL”, single (probably married as well), male sailor who knew he was going to have a boat load of women and he being the only guy on board would consider it a “JACKPOT” Come on MarryBeth, We’re guys, we’re dogs, ruthless to the core, we’re into that kinda thing.
The “Great Rewards” especially came when one of my students (who suffered from cerebral palsy) wanted nothing more than to learn and run the fore deck. Her boyfriend and father would never giver her the chance to do anything onboard except sit in the cockpit. Her and I spend many hours at dock on our own time learning. (yes, I learned allot from her as well) When we all loaded up and set out I threw a PFD and tether on her and let her loose. After a little practice finding her own techniques to suit her disability, she turned into one of the best fore deck hands out there.
As we rounded the mark it just so happened we were beam to beam with her father. He had no idea what we had been up to until he lQQked over. The shocking lQQk in his eyes when he saw his daughter throw the spinnaker and set the pole was priceless.
After the race and once back at dock she started crying as she was overwhelmed with what she had just accomplished. The entire dock was a buzz and she was the center of attention. Her father came and shook my hand and thanked me. He said he was always too afraid to let her try something like that.
Boating is like aviation, its always changing and there is always something new to learn. I love learning, new tricks and tips and ways to do things. I could care less if it’s a woman, man, child, or beast that’s teaching me, just as long as I’m learning something new.