By the way it was a perfect sailing day in San Diego. That made it a bit easier. We chased and chased and chased. Made some good ground on the up hill gained a bit more on the spinney run then neck and neck to the second to last mark. We took the lead. It was a drag race down the San Diego bay channel. I mean tuning every three seconds!! There it was the last mark maybe two boat lengths ahead we had it !!! Yea !!! " we are NOT going to all tore course" said the damn 100 ft. Bait Boat. Shit!! We had it and had to round back around a 360 and pow! They where ahead 200 ft the the finish. Oh my we pushed that little boat so hard but missed it buy half a boat length. High fives on the other boat and the gentle sound of beer cans in ours. Some days ya just can't win. But in a weird way we did anyway. I mean what the hell we where sailing.

