Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I believe I mentioned that dinghy race #3 did not go so well? Yes, I did.
As suggested by the photo I chose to illustrate "Dark Spots", I was the rear. In every single race. In fact this time I didn't even make it around the same number of marks as everyone else - I was SO far behind in the 2nd to last race that the committee told me they were calling me finished as I was passing them on my way to the last turning of the leeward mark, so that we could get on with things.
I do still plan to do a "Bright Spots" post, a la Tillerman, but in the meantime, I'd written a comment that struck me as a nice concise description of why I did so badly & I figured I'd toss it up as a quick lunchtime post:
I'm just not as experienced as the rest of the sailors who were out that day - I can have a blast in 10-15 kts if it's steady; Sunday was very gusty & shifty & I still get a bit flummoxed in those conditions - not good enough to respond instinctively to rapid changes, I have to think everything through & then try to do what I've thought about & by the time I finish doing whatever it is the wind has shifted 3 more times & then I look around to see where the mark has gotten to and...aw, shoot, how the heck did I end up all the way over here???
BTW, the handsome Appaloosa rump I picked to illustrate this post (one of several wonderful photos of a Nez Perce memorial ceremony I found at nps.gov) really makes me wonder why it was that we humans picked the horse's rump as the one we would specify when we want to be particularly derogatory. A healthy horse's rear is a lot nicer to look at than an awful lot of human ones.