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It's another racing year and Aunt Jean had a rocky start to say the least. Our first event was the Annapolis NOOD which was a three day affair that saw the first two days sailed in light and variable air with a northerly fighting a southerly. On Fridays race we somehow managed a first, and when I say somehow I really mean somehow because I don't remember any of the details. I must hate light air so much I get a mental block or brain fried... Anyway... second went Jake, third to Quicksilver and fourth to Grayling. On Saturday it was another typical Annapolis day (read no air) we were practicing our drifting around wthout dying from bordom manuevers when lo and behold the race committee decided to have a race. This was not good for Aunt Jean and I quickly ensured our destruction by being on the line too early and having to slow the boat down to zero just before the gun went off. Needless to say in 5 knots of breeze we got rolled by every boat in the fleet. After that the Wiley Annapolis Locals took great joy in camping on us. It was so bad that I even tried going the wrong way figuring they wouldn't tack on us leaving the favored tack...wrong. The only thing that kept us from getting last was the penchant for the Annapolis area wind to crap out ahead leaving the last place boat a chance to sail around the haples creatures who got caught in the hole. So we wound up eigth, thanking god for finishing that well. My friends on Dreamer won the day with Grayling in second, J Bird in third and Medicine Man in fourth. Sunday was going to be interesting because there were now seven boats within six points of each other.
