Turns out I’ve been all wrong about the speed craze that’s rocked world of sailing (at least my world) these days. In fact I’ve found something that’s way, way better than crazy-fast ocean going trimarans, and badass foiling catamarans, and ludicrously fast America’s Cup boats, and ultra-luxurious superyachts and private planes too.
You heard right. The mighty Sunfish is my jam because, you see, when it comes to pure, pound-for-pound joy of sailing, it’s pretty hard to compete with the surfboard flat hull and triangular rig of a boat that’s been providing freedom, adventure and good clean fun to kids and adults alike for generations.
And as you can see in this little video clip I shot with the GoPro jammed into the lapel of my PFD, there’s really nothing better than surfing along at 11 knots on a sunny summer day on the warm green-blue waters of Nantucket Sound.
Well, maybe taking a bullet in an actual race. There’s all sorts of racing action here in our little corner of the Cape. And I have to admit that racing has never really blown my hair back, but I think I’m hooked now.
And we’re just getting started. Our little fleet of wannabes (me), the real McCoys (most of the other men and women that have landed on the Sunfish after illustrious racing careers in a variety of racing boats), and guests is only the beginning. I heard just today that a 12-year-old from the neighborhood wants to come out and mix it up with us old guys (who feel like kids) this weekend.
And that’s only because all the cool kids are doing it. Wink, wink.
Oh and yeah, I’m wearing jeans. I’m breaking in a new pair and thought taking them out for a sail might be a good way to jumpstart the process.
It totally is and I also found out that sailing in saltwater wet jeans is strangely comfortable too. Stay tuned for more on the racing–and the jeans. I think I’m on to something.