Late November in Texas and Still SAILING!

Going...Going...
Chirs from Swale challenged us to another race. When will that boy learn! This time; it JoJo, Bryan, Mike, his girl Kay, and I crewing Speedy! You know the routine…we load her up. Drag her 5 miles to the north side of the lake. Race…Kick some ass…and head back home…You want to read the whole story?
Well, we started a bout 30 seconds late. Although I think Geronimo started about a minute in-front of us, and she carries the same Handicap as we do. What are we going to do!? Yell at her to come back?
We tried the same thing that we did the last time, we headed to the west shore, while the entire fleet (except Hotter Tuna) headed toward the east shore. I think the fleet found some better wind. After we got on our eastern tack, we noticed how far ahead of us the rest of the fleet was. JESUS! Read more…







