Practice Makes, um...

After a haul-out and scrub, and rigging the many things on the punch-list from the day before, we went out for a final pre-race practice.

Probably a good thing we did.

Lost the Spinnaker Halyard due to an overly eager shackle release. So Brett got another trip up the mast. We finally got the Asymm gybes working. The cockpit crew thinks they finally got the foredeck to do what was needed. The foredeck crew thinks the cockpit finally listened to the chant of "turn the boat, turn the boat"

Back at the dock, we clean up and fix a few more things, and then scurry off to shower and enjoy the hospitality on floor 31 and then at the RHKYC for a rather loud but sincere program of singing and greetings and cheery greetings between teams.

Tomorrow, we go for blood. Oh sure, blood at five miles an hour, but blood nonetheless. Forecast is for about 12 knots on the nose, so this will not be so much of a spinnaker race today.

Look for us in Daya Bay!