I like portsmouth. I like class racing better, but portsmouth offers some unique opportunites.

In the doldrums on Sunday at Carlisle, I found myself next to Bob Barton on his N-4.5. He kept working, using every whisper of air he could find and stayed with me for a very long time. Yes, I beat him to the finish and yes he corrected out ahead. That means nothing. I was there, I saw the effort he put forth and I admire it. Well done Bob!