Maybe I shouldn't race my house?

Can't even tell, haha

Tore another sail today. The genoa this time. It was due, though. That sail was pushing 25 years old. Happened in the last leg of a race as we were catching up to and getting ready to pass the only yacht ahead of us, a Beneteau 473 (yup, they had five feet of waterline on us). With the genoa in pieces, we continued for a bit on just the main, but there was no way we'd catch them now.

Oh well. I made an executive decision and we made a detour to the bar, pulled into up to Bali Hai, and downed a few Mai Tais. Not a total loss...