Turn at that catamaran.
Tack at that catamaran.
Gybe at that catamaran.
Use it as a turning pin.
And you, who cannot even see over the sides of your sabot, no worries!
The catamaran owners won't mind!
And you slightly taller 12 year old, who has dumped the laser at least a dozen times in the last 15 minutes, go closer, gybe, tack as close as you can!
It was a giant sabot and laser infestation in Dana Point!
And then the overrun by the outriggers...
Who thought it was fun to go between the buoy and boat...
Until one almost hit us.
Aaaaggghhhh...
Get us out of here!
So we left.
Alan and Susan of "Toshal" showed up bright and early the next day for the motorboat ride up to Newport Beach.
Aaaaahhhhhhh...
Peace.
Quiet.
Dolphins.
Whales.
Even a few killer whales.
More peace.
More quiet.
And then back into a giant infestation of sabots while entering Newport Harbor.
More 8 year olds sailing backwards at a quarter of a knot.
Into our path.
Instructors just watching...
Oh joy, here we go again!




