When you are the slowest boat in the fleet, you suddenly become very challenged. No where to go but up and any time you cross the finish line ahead of any other boat is certainly cause for celebratrion. Not that I've experienced that yet. But just think of all the possibilities. In my mind no one is safe we me stalking you. Just look behind you, I'll be there.

June 20, AM. Rain, clouds, Weather meteorolgists predicting doom for the day. With so much racing scheduled, who will be keft standing. At least its an opportunity to wear that fancy foul weather gear you got for Christmas.