Tacky Weekend

Not my picture but this is the class of boat we raced.
So you're probably wondering how a landlubber like myself ended up in a sailboat race. I had originally expressed an interest in a sailing class at the Atlanta Yacht Club but they were all full. Instead Peggy Davis, the lady that runs the fleet, told me to come out to the club on Saturday and look around, meet some people, and see what sailboat racing is all about. It so happens that crew is in demand. Most of the avid sailors are skippers with their own boats and so they try and get whoever they can (their wives, their kids, somebody else's kids, anybody) to crew because they can't sail the boat alone. Ian needed crew and agreed to let me manage the jib and give me a bit of education in sailing. It's worked out well as crewing is free, saving me money on the class I would have paid for, at least for now. I'm signed up for crewing whenever so hopefully I will get to sail again soon with a different skipper to meet new people and learn different aspects of sailing. Why? Why not. Plus Kishan has this crazy idea of sailing from Houston to Charleston. Houston to Charleston! Is that even possible?! Kishan, reel it in a little will ya?! (But I'm up for it).


0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home