Last week I went sailing. When I say sailing I mean snoozing around a no-wake zone protected by jetties. It was marvelous nonetheless. 8 of us went as a group date. We rolled up to the Utah Lake State Park, fought through clouds of bugs and finally made it to the marina. There we met the Sailing Skipper. The look on his face as 8 sailing rooks arrived was priceless. He was a champ though and quickly set us up to sail. Because of the lack of wind he wasn't too worried about us capsizing, so he gave each of us a 5 minute lesson in a boat and then let us sail. Our vessel was a 2 man dinghy called a sunfish. It was a beaut. The captain manned the tiller while the first mate trimmed the sail. After 15 minutes of floundering and getting stuck in the mud we realized I was a much better at trimming the sail than steering.
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| We can't contain our excitement. |
The whole experience was new, exciting and addicting. The entire time I was thinking, "I must do this again!" After we finished racing the wind, the Sailing Skipper shared his wisdom with us. He taught us the biggest life lessons that he learned from sailing. It was money. To celebrate our sailing success we went to Stan's for shakes. Tasty business.
Nutshell: it was a splendid evening.
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