I coach a youth sailing team on Galveston Bay. I was receiving many complaints from the kids that they were too good for the Opti's. So, I bet the kids that myself and another of the coaches could beat them in a race. If they won, Laser time, but if they didn't, back to the bathtub...



Needless to say, we weren't doing much hiking that day, but the boat's constant urge to deathroll with 170lbs in it was interesting enough to cope with. The back of my skull will never be the same as well.