It was no different now, as sails filled, the deck shifted, and that old familiar surge could be felt as Moontide's bow rose and quietly made way through the water.
With a crew of 10, there was no hiding our joy as the boat picked up speed until water spilled over her port rail.
Still a bit nervous about our new rig, we eased the sheets and sailed on as if we knew what we were doing.
Even the committee boat gave up on us before we crossed the finish line. But spirits ran high on our boat. No one was disappointed in Moontide's performance.
That evening, everyone dressed like pirates, drank rum, and sang and danced to live music, opening sailors hearts (and loosening their purse strings,) to the Leukemia-Lymphoma Society's drive to raise funds for cancer research and treatment. They raised over $28,000.
A good time for a worthy cause.
Much "Arrrgh-ing" and cannon-fire ensued.