On Saturday, Alice, our friend Mike and I took a final sail of the season on Poetry. Conditions were a little light to start with but built to a solid 12 kts which suited our Sabre 38 perfectly. When the wind picked up, she heeled slightly more and took off. It felt like we found a new gear.
While we were out, a club-mate Jom Schlott was on a friend's motorboat and took these shots. It's rare that you see yourself under sail and we were grateful that he took these.
On Sunday, we took Poetry up the Cheesequake Creek and she is tied up waiting to be hauled for the Winter. Now the work begins.
