What a time!
The winds were ideal, the mountains majestic, still accented with patches of
snow from last year's long winter. Days, warm--nights, cool.
You will hear the details in the near future. Dory Taylor, our secretary, did
a fabulous job of head counting and organizing. There were more than a few
humorous situations, such as the skipper of Babe waking at 3 AM to find he had
dragged his anchor, or rather just left it, and awoke to find himself adrift
in the middle of Emerald Bay on a moonless night! The long distance award
definitely went to Bill Combs and Ursa Minor and his first mate, Dog, (and
navigator, Bear) who managed to traverse the entire country from Florida to
entertain us with Potter lore. New Potterer, Vince (of Potter, Julie -- soon
to be renamed), entertained with a little juggling on the beach this morning.
There were old salts and new sailors all sharing a wealth of sailing wisdom in
the California Sierra. Somehow two days and nights just did not seem like
enough.
Thank you all for making this a memorable sail, even beyond imagination. Stay
tuned for details.
Geoff
P-15 Lollipop
No. Lake Tahoe, NV