Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Failure to Launch

As my adventures in learning to sail progress, I find that there are a few things to be unsatisfied with. The weather in Evanston tends to go extremes. Either the Windy City lives up to its name and hits us with gusts that could doom n00b skippers like myself, or the summer evenings descend with the air as still as a tense courtroom and leaving us in the middle of the lake going in small circles (and paddling by hand back to land..)