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The scene – on the docks. Last Sunday. Warm and breezy.

Capt. Rob arrives dressed in his brand new hand-me-down-$35-foulie jacket.

And I say: Expecting foul weather?

Like the cartoon character who is tracked by his own personal black cloud, one of the largest waves of the day targets Bro. Rob and gives him a thorough hosing. Unfortunately, Bro. Rob was not wearing his foulie panties. I don’t know what the lesson was. I got some warm spray on my sweatshirt but was otherwise untouched.

SPOT says we were outside the breakwater for a little (very little) over an hour. Pretty dicey out there. No gale warnings as the wind was in the 20′s, but there were some impressive rollers. Good foul wx training and one more reminder that daysailing is a proud sport that gives you the option of getting home and getting warm and dry in a hurry.

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