July 7, 2010
Fresno Yacht Club
Old men like to relieve, and to re-live their best. Some of ours were wind powered gusts and tight pylon scrambles. Captain Dan barked orders while lazy beer pirates shuffled about. The Skipper didn’t think much of my fat cigar near his new spinnaker sail. You just can’t explain clean air until you catch some.

Dead even then whoosh…
The sweet Power of clean strong air
Yacht to feel it!