Today, Emma and I raced our little Tasar (a 14-foot sailing craft) for the second time ever, and for the first time in two years.
On the whole, I found the day pretty demoralising; not because we did badly in the race, far from it. In fact, we exceed our expectations marvelously, somehow managing to stay ahead of some experienced sailors until the last lap of the course. The depressing bit was the damage that we caused to our boat, a centreboard, a sail, and the car; oh, and the bit about the finish line.
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