What a time! The guys waited at Barnegat light for me to finish work and jump a plane to Philadelphia and then Uber to the coast. They cast off immediately as I scrambled to don my ski clothes while they motored out into flurries and a wind forecast of following 25+ knots. We never saw the big winds but did double digits on the small jib all night. After the single reefed main went up at dawn we sustained high teen boat speeds with some touches of 21 until the wind fell off somewhere around Wachapreague Inlet. I hogged the tiller all morning and marveled at how low-drama high teen sailing can be.
We landed in Norfolk in the dark and found a warm meal and a few drinks in the marina bar. I Uber’d home and as I slid into the warm bed my wife said, “you only left yesterday, where did you leave the boat…weren’t you bringing it back from New Jersey?”
Still dizzy from the whole experience I was able to mutter something like “Huh, I guess that was yesterday” before I slipped off into trimaran dreams.
Nice looking boat. I too want an overall look. I can't imagine that sort of speed this time of year in that cockpit. Imagine driving around town in the rain in winter standing in the back of a pickup on a bumpy road.
Does the GPS really read in MPH? Might want to adjust that.