What a nice little sail today. We (Marmalade and I) fooled around a bit after noon, but in the end we had to suit up and sail. The southwesterly Moderate Breeze (Force 4, under 15knots) and the afternoon sun were just too seductive.
After victory laps around Lewis Bay and the two coves we beat out past Kalmus and then I had the bright idea we could cut west across the end of the jetty and along the beach to Hyannis Port. Judged the spot just a tad wrong and dug the centreboard pretty firmly in the sand. We rounded up on that so once I had the board up enough that we could move, I had to back us out of irons. It was a bit dodgy as we were backing down on the jetty. As I held the helm and stared at the approaching jetty’s end, I snugged the cuffs and thigh straps on the Gumby and generally made ready for partial immersion incase I had to hop on the jetty to fend off. I guess Marmalade decided not to be sodomized by the jetty and we bore off west to whisk along about 100’ off the beach to where the old railway pier went out. I tacked there and stood out till I could tack again to swoop the Hyannis Port Yacht Club dock.
After that we romped out past the end of the Hyannis Port breakwater, beat west to Craigville and then an lovely downhill slide home. We sailed through a flock of diving ducks - harlequins or something - that declined to be frightened of us but the ones that we threatened to run over dove under the boat, bobbing up on the other side with a “who me?” look.
I am getting slowly used to having a sail up at the dock. Given her snub bow, Marmalade is pretty happy held tightly by the bow and once the sail’s up she actually likes to be sheeted in, letting the stern and sail move with the wind together. If I make a habit of this, perhaps I shall accent the tugboat look of her bow with a nicely combed out pudding.