Julia and I were supposed to go up to Toronto for a long charter weekend on this:

But at the last minute she couldn't get away from work, so I'm faced with 5 COMPLETELY OPEN DAYS. I managed to fill them, of course, but at a far more relaxed pace than my weekends have taken this year.
I finally got the new/old genoa tracks installed with the invaluable help of a boat-buddy, and finally did some real sailing. You know that "groove" we all talk about? Once the genoa could be trimmed to a reasonable shape, the boat fell right into it. Beeeeeyooooteeefull.
Speaking of boat buddies.... Something made me browse the 381 maintenance and sailing logs, and that T-bone steak headline dropped my jaw pretty well (nice writing, Tim). Reading on, I was glad to learn that the damage was limited to cosmetics and my thoughts turned to sympathy for your state of mind, Nathan. I know all too well the sickening sound of boats colliding, and the heavy-hearted feeling of having damaged a friend's boat. But of course all is forgiven among Boat Buddies.
Besides, Nathan, you'll be nice and warm and dry in the new boat barn this winter when you're helping Tim with the repair! ;)
Anyway..... the unprogrammed 5 day weekend was an absolute godsend. I didn't stray farther than 5 miles from the dock, but I was worlds away in my mind.
oh, and my new superhero name is Captain Farmer's-Tan. I look like a normal mild-mannered well-tanned sailorman, but secretly I have the ability to blind evil villains with the brilliantly white skin under my shirt! DUN-DUN-DAAAAAAAAAA!