My kind of sailing

Now, when I was a kid, and my dad was teaching me the secrets of sailing, we used terms like "boiling" or "flying" to describe the vessel's passage through the water. But I don't think the Old Man had this in mind.



When I grow up, I want one of these.

Of course, like any vehicle, one has to be careful. On December 21, 2008, after a first run of 61 knots, the big bird capsized in 35 knot winds gusting 45 knots. Thank God, everyone survived. The crew hopes to have her ready to run in the spring. Long may she run.