Day Eight, St. Pete – Katie takes charge
Friday night the Lightning posse struts purposefully to dinner, Sawyer in the lead, with his rag tag team of misfits straggling behind. After dinner a regae concert awaits – the original Wailers, as in “Bob Marley and the Wailers.” Our team arrives at the venue and is disappointed to learn that tickets are $22 a pop. No way we’re paying that. It’s already damn near
Flash forward to Saturday morning. Team
Three races, starting 13-14 knots and diminishing throughout the day. Despite the diminishing winds, the weather is excellent. Plenty of sunshine and good racing conditions throughout. Team Sawyer finishes 29, 38, and 31 in a fleet of 55. Small errors really take a toll in this fleet – like mistaking the four minute warning for the five minute warning. “Why are these boats lining up on the line so soon – they’ll never hold those positions for a minute and a half. Oh, Sh#*!” Team Waldkirch struggles as well – they seem to be off their game even more than team Sawyer – seems like they just can’t roll with the big dogs. Maybe they should have gotten their beauty rest after all.
John Sawyer, Lightning 14318
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