I didn't sail or race this weekend, devoting time to speedier pursuits up in the mountains. First order of business was to have Camille teach her younger brother to drive:
Of course, she's an accomplished driver on the race course and has been operating tractors for years:
Thankfully, the holiday is now over, we are back at sea level and ready for our next race this upcoming weekend. And quite possibly before then, the harrowingly dramatic tale of our encounter with the Tartan 37.
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tractors, yeah, good times! That is where I started as well. One did not need a license to drive, So I took my Granddad's all over the place...
Then there is the time I almost died on it... but that is another story...
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