Jeff
P15 Moi Moi
Reno, NV
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>Well, Potterers, it's done for another year. As I type this there are
about
>25 or so exhausted Potter sailors heading home, probably trying like
you-know-
>what to stay awake. I'm home, but definitely amongst those trying to stay
>awake.
>
>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
>