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 How Not to Race

""Wouldn’t it be funny," he asked, "if we placed well, even fully loaded?" Fat chance. A Rival 38 may be a fastish boat, but it’s no racing machine, especially with us on board. For the first three mostly windless days, we came in dead last, even behind a tubby, cat-rigged boat. If my memory serves me well, we ended up disqualifying ourselves by using the engine on at least two of those days to get in before dark and before all the party food was gone. With the exception of Susan, our crew, which included two friends from New York, my father, and me, was more relaxed than any race participants should ever be. We spent the days admiring the beautiful big racing boats until they had left us too far behind, tweaking sails in half-hearted attempts to catch up, talking and enjoying the spectacle around us."
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 (Submitted by Noel Fri Jun 18, 2004 )

  


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