Strange Season

This has been a bit of a strange season for me: no wins!

Sailing was on the back burner a while; in fact I should have cut off the gas this year, but it does provide my only social life so to speak.

The nationasl was strange; light winds with piggish, underpowered wooden classics banging the corners in often two tack beats on a 600m course.

We went so slow I reckoned glue: we were heavy blokes with older sails though.

In fact the event was a rude re-awakening to the one thing you need to do: practice and get a feel for what you are doing before you go in over confident, based on past experienced and flounder on nerves.

Also, don't stumble into racing you don't want to do. A week later and the chat was about the new sports boat the soling owners would like to buy: the sb3 is the lead runner by a country mile.

Next year I am saying "T" to the kid's sailing school, I can't teach trapeze anyway, barely do it myself, but I have to keep a little quiet on this for now.

I keep on saying a total year out, maybe next year will be since I was a bit disappointed in the social life anyhows. But it would be a year out of the local OD class which is bad; time on the water counts.

Given you don't live out in the sticks like me, and you have a healthy social life outside of sailing, then I fully recommend taking "T" : a whole season out, and then going back to some kind of learning at a school or with a patient owner or crew boss on a new boat.