Good write-up. How about some he said/she said. Lets get the crew's side of the story!

And you reminded me of my second-last outing. Blowing like the Saturdays you describe. I capsized under spin on the way out to the race course. That was just to set the tone.
After rounding the A on the first race my spinnaker fouled halfway up. While wrestling with it I accidentally jibed. Didn't go over but think I was out of control for quite a long time as I was holding onto the boat trying to get the rudders back in the water.
Between races I was downwinding without the spinnaker. I gybed and the dive klaxon went off. The bows went down and the sterns went up. I was left hugging the rear beam and talking like a sailor.
Man I was getting worn out. Did I mention, it was 40 degrees F?

Enough with memories (war stories). Lets hear from Gina.