<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368</id><updated>2009-11-22T02:00:00.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proper Course</title><subtitle type='html'>Cheat the nursing home. Die on your LASER!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1531</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-4670320393258618099</id><published>2009-11-20T08:44:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:58:03.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Sure You Can Get Back in the Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwauDcZ9G3I/AAAAAAAACHs/VHn22BtuT9g/s1600/man+overboard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwauDcZ9G3I/AAAAAAAACHs/VHn22BtuT9g/s400/man+overboard.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406199776892754802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's time for #4 in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/09/staying-alive.html"&gt;Tillerman's Top Five Tips For Making Sure You Don't Die on Your Laser&lt;/a&gt;. In case you've forgotten, the first three tips were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/wear-life-jacket.html"&gt;Wear a Life Jacket&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/wear-wetsuit-or-drysuit-if-water-is.html"&gt;Wear a Wetsuit or Drysuit if the Weather is Cold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/hang-on-to-mainsheet.html"&gt;Hang on to the Mainsheet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tip #4 is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make Sure You Can Get Back in the Boat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually for any boat that can capsize, like a Laser, the tip should really read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make Sure You Can Do a Capsize Recovery AND Get Back in the Boat&lt;/span&gt; but today I'm going to provide a public service for sailors of all kinds of boats, big and small, by having a bit of a rant on the general issue of getting back in the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am sure you recall, the incident that triggered me to start writing this series of posts was when &lt;a href="http://forum.sailingscuttlebutt.com/Discussion_C6/Dock_Talk_F5/MOB_at_the_Star_North_Americans_P8264/"&gt;Thorsten Cook fell off his boat during the Star North Americans&lt;/a&gt;. One of the factors that contributed to the seriousness of the situation was that, although Mr. Cook's crew did manage to sail the boat back to him, the two of them were unable to get him back into the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do we hear of stories like this?  Sometimes it's the classic "man and wife go for a day cruise in their yacht... man falls overboard... wife either cannot sail the boat back to man on her own or even if she does they cannot get him back on board." (Sorry to sound sexist but it's usually that way round.) It happened on the waters right in front of my house a year or two ago in weather conditions that weren't at all extreme. The husband fell overboard. The wife was unable to recover him. She called out the Coastguard but he drowned and his body was washed up in front of our favorite local restaurant a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I can't understand the mentality of people who go sailing without any kind of clue as to how they are going to get back on board if they fall off. I know it's not as easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on many kinds of boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as it would be on a Laser but I think you should have a plan for getting back on board... and practice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great Yachting Magazine article on this issue, &lt;a href="http://www.yachtingmagazine.com/article.jsp?ID=21014906"&gt;Man Overboard&lt;/a&gt;, which discusses what equipment to use to retrieve a crew member in the water, and why a swim platform is worse than useless in anything except calm conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, while I'm ranting, let me have a go at those sailing schools that purport to teach "man overboard" drills. A few years ago, my son and I did one of those fully certificated Bareboat Chartering Level courses with intensive three-hour emphasis on man-overboard recovery. We had a lot of fun learning how to turn a 40-foot yacht around in wind and waves and find our way back to the "man" in the water. Except it wasn't a man. It was a life jacket which we picked up with a boat hook. The instructor didn't even explain to us how one of us could magically pluck a 200 lb real person out of the water in heavy seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do yourself a favor. Think it through. Worst case. If the most experienced member of your crew goes overboard, how will the rest of the crew (your wife, your kids, whatever) recover him or her? Then practice it. Make Sure You Can Get Back in the Boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this an issue on a little boat like a Laser or a Sunfish? It can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience there are three reasons why a sailor of a small single-handed dinghy may be unable to do a capsize recovery and/or get back in the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sailor is too light to do a capsize recovery.&lt;/span&gt; It takes a certain minimum weight of person on the daggerboard to right any given capsized boat. If the sailor (usually a child) is too light to achieve this they will not be able to do a capsize recovery. Simple physics. I've lost count of the times I've had to jump in the water and help some kid who has got themselves into this situation. That's one of the reasons why, when I was teaching sailing, I usually had the kids do capsize recoveries relatively early in the syllabus. I'm sorry but if you're too light for the boat, then find a more suitable boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sailor does not have the arm strength to pull themselves up on to the daggerboard to do a capsize recovery.&lt;/span&gt; Sorry to sound sexist again, but it's usually women who have this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sailor is too heavy to be able to pull themselves on to the daggerboard and/or into the boat.&lt;/span&gt; I guess this is really the inverse of #2 but I have seen overweight people of all ages and both sexes who have had this problem. I remember one friend, a Sunfish sailor, who capsized during racing one day. He was unable to climb back into his own boat. When the safety boat, a small whaler, came over to help him he was unable to climb into that and the crew of the rescue boat couldn't pull him in either. There was much discussion afterwards as to what kind of rope tricks might have been employed to get this dude back into his own boat or the safety boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So you don't think this is an issue when you are racing and there are some rescue boats around? Well, I hope you are right. But, as happened with that incident at the Star North Americans, there may be all kinds of reasons why a safety boat may not be immediately aware of your predicament or may be too busy attending to other sailors to reach you quickly. Please take some responsibility and make sure that you can look after yourself if the boat capsizes or you fall off the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking for myself, I am not yet so old, so weak, or so fat that I can't usually do a capsize recovery and scramble back into my Laser. But I do confess that each such event does drain some of my strength and energy away. There have been some windy race days when, after doing way too many capsizes, my arms became so tired that I felt that I wouldn't have had the strength left to do even one more recovery. That's when it's time to head for the beach, the showers and the bar. You can always win the race to the bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments please. Want to pass on any tips or techniques for getting back in the boat? Are you sure you can do it on your boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-4670320393258618099?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4670320393258618099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=4670320393258618099' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4670320393258618099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4670320393258618099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-sure-you-can-get-back-in-boat.html' title='Make Sure You Can Get Back in the Boat'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwauDcZ9G3I/AAAAAAAACHs/VHn22BtuT9g/s72-c/man+overboard.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-1197236961514456701</id><published>2009-11-18T18:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:04:34.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Sailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwQ_6G5ibrI/AAAAAAAACHk/aOhJSCsZn3c/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwQ_6G5ibrI/AAAAAAAACHk/aOhJSCsZn3c/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405515720268345010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Your challenge for this month's group writing project is to write a story on the topic of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt;. The idea is to tell your readers something about how your love life and your sailing life interact. (You do have both a love life and a sailing life, I hope? If you don't, I guess you could always write a fictional story on this theme.) You don't have to have a blog of your own to enter. And there will be a prize for the best entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to choose this subject after writing &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning-of-wife.html"&gt;my review&lt;/a&gt; of Janna Cawrse Esarey's book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Motion of the Ocean&lt;/span&gt; in which Janna writes about how she and her new husband Graeme came to terms with each other's strengths and weaknesses and forged a strong marriage while sailing across the Pacific on their honeymoon. They drove each other crazy in many ways but love conquered all in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect all of us with a passion for sailing have tales to tell of how our sailing has impacted our relationship with our significant other, or vice versa. Perhaps, like Janna and Graeme, you worked out how to love, live and sail together on a long voyage with your loved one. Or maybe sailing introduced you to the love of your life. Or sadly tore you apart from them. Perhaps you and your beloved fight like cats and dogs every time you go sailing together. Or it could be that you fell for someone who hates sailing and have had to adapt your sailing lifestyle to cope with that. We all have different tales to tell. Write about wherever love and sailing come together (or don't) in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over on the west coast of our great nation there is a wizard who can read my mind. O Docker actually entered this competition two weeks before I announced it, with a story about how he learned to build his wife's confidence in his sailing skills: &lt;a href="http://odock.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-do-you-trust.html"&gt;Who Do You Trust?&lt;/a&gt; an excellent example of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt; genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's your turn. Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is how to participate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write a post on the theme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt; (or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Some Other Kind of Boating&lt;/span&gt; if you prefer) on your blog. Please publish it before Tuesday December 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Let me know about your post by sending an email to tillermeister@gmail.com including a link to your post. If you don't have a blog of your own just email me your article and I will post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oh, do me a favor... please choose some title other than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt; for your post; I don't want to have to link to 20+ stories all with the same title. (If you don't select a unique title, I reserve the right to choose a new title for your post and you may not like my choice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Please put a link to this post in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I will post here two links to your post. Every day or so I will write a post listing any new entries in the project. Then at the end of the project I will publish the complete list of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt; stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will then allow a period for all my readers to comment on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Sailing&lt;/span&gt; stories, and at the end of that I will choose a winner who will receive... a copy of Janna's book on our theme: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.byjanna.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Motion of the Ocean, 1 Small Boat, 2 Average Lovers, and a Woman's Search for the Meaning of Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to hearing from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-1197236961514456701?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1197236961514456701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=1197236961514456701' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1197236961514456701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1197236961514456701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-and-sailing.html' title='Love and Sailing'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwQ_6G5ibrI/AAAAAAAACHk/aOhJSCsZn3c/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-4263349230723182125</id><published>2009-11-18T06:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:41:12.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Pottery Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwMb82ofCxI/AAAAAAAACHc/LuYUn028op4/s1600/mug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwMb82ofCxI/AAAAAAAACHc/LuYUn028op4/s400/mug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194710046149394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The UPS guy always drives by our house as the sun is setting. Most days he just swings around the circle at the end of the cul-de-sac in front of our house and doesn't stop. I'm never quite sure whether he does this because he wants to turn round, or because he absolutely needs to see one our spectacular bay sunsets at the end of his working day. Maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday evening the UPS guy  stopped at our house. And he delivered a beautiful gift for me from Antolin Rivera, the sailing potter. Antolin has been leaving comments here for a while; he was the author of that moving entry &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/hanging.html"&gt;Hanging&lt;/a&gt; in our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Less is More&lt;/span&gt; group writing project; and he sent me the &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-race.html"&gt;Night Race&lt;/a&gt; picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antolin's gift is a mug which he made himself. It is decorated with a scene of sand, dunes, wave, wind... and there are two small sailboats and a running man. How appropriate for me! What a wonderful gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-4263349230723182125?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4263349230723182125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=4263349230723182125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4263349230723182125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4263349230723182125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-pottery-wednesday.html' title='It&apos;s Pottery Wednesday'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwMb82ofCxI/AAAAAAAACHc/LuYUn028op4/s72-c/mug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-876691310146064493</id><published>2009-11-17T09:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:17:40.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rules'/><title type='text'>Two Amazing Facts About The Racing Rules Of Sailing That You Could Have Learned From Reading Sailing Blogs Last Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For all you &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-wonks-need-reply.html"&gt;Racing Rules Wonks&lt;/a&gt;, here are two amazing facts about the Racing Rules of Sailing that you may not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Rules don't specify exactly where the starting line is. It's up to the whim of the Race Committee. And often they don't tell you what they've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Rules allow a boat you are following closely to force you into committing a foul by quickly slowing down so that you hit its transom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let's take those one at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The Rules don't specify exactly where the starting line is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's up to the whim of the Race Committee. And often they don't tell you what they've decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwKaSJQU1JI/AAAAAAAACHE/KqKjK6LDN8g/s1600/tet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwKaSJQU1JI/AAAAAAAACHE/KqKjK6LDN8g/s400/tet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405052139310732434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Photo: College Singlehanded Nationals 2009 shamelessly stolen from GTSphotos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's that you say? The starting line is always defined in the Sailing Instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right. But often the SI's say something like "the starting line will be between a staff with an orange flag on the committee boat and an orange pin buoy". But what if the pin buoy is a 5-foot wide tetrahedron? Does the start line run through the back, the center, or the front of that buoy? Because if you think it's the front and the race committee are sighting the back, then every time you "win the pin" you are going to be called OCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it can't happen at a serious, major championship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again. It did happen. At the US collegiate single-handed national championships no less. Check out Andrew Campbell's account at &lt;a href="http://campbellsailing.com/index.php/2009/11/12/the-starting-line-can-you-show-me-where-it-is-is-it-even-there/"&gt;The Starting Line - Can you show me where it is? Is it even there?&lt;/a&gt; And read the comments which pretty well beat the subject to death. But I'm sure the creative commenters of this blog will find something new to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Rules allow a boat you are following closely to force you into committing a foul by quickly slowing down so that you hit its transom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwKxG6-AXdI/AAAAAAAACHU/1NFnZre--P4/s1600/follow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwKxG6-AXdI/AAAAAAAACHU/1NFnZre--P4/s400/follow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405077235264675282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Photo: Laser Masters Worlds 2009 - shamelessly stolen from capizzano.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us have some vague idea that the Racing Rules help prevent collisions by not allowing a boat to take a sudden action which causes a collision, or that if a boat does take such an action then it will be the one penalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Rule 15 which says that if a boat takes some action to acquire right of way she shall initially give the other boat room to keep clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is Rule 16 which says if a right-of-way boat changes course, she shall give the other boat room to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you think about it, neither of these Rules apply to a situation where two boats on the same tack are sailing along with the trailing boat's bow a few inches behind the leading boat's transom. When the leading boat eases sheets and slows down she is not changing course so Rule 16 doesn't apply. And the action of slowing down does not make the lead boat acquire right of way (she already had it.) So Rule 15 doesn't apply. So when you plow into the back of the sneaky guy that eased his sheets, it's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you, the boat that's clear astern,&lt;/span&gt; that has broken Rule 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah, you say. What about Rule 14: A boat shall avoid contact with another boat if reasonably possible? Surely the boat clear ahead that slowed down thereby causing contact has infringed Rule 14?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes. But Rule 14 also says that a right-of-way boat shall not be penalized under this rule unless there is damage or injury. And, in most cases, a little bow to transom bump between two boats sailing at almost the same speed is not going to cause any damage. So our sneaky sheet-easer gets off scot-free and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; in the following boat have to do penalty turns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem fair to me but that's how the Rules work according to International Judge Jos Spijkerman. The issue first came up in a question I posed in the comments to a very similar situation &lt;a href="http://rrsstudy.blogspot.com/2009/11/rapid-response-match-race-call-2009-010.html"&gt;Rapid Response Match Race Call 2009-10&lt;/a&gt;. Jos answered my question and discussed this example and some similar ones in &lt;a href="http://rrsstudy.blogspot.com/2009/11/non-actions.html"&gt;Non-Actions?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Would you pull this trick in a race if another boat was following close to your transom? Would you feel good about it? How about if someone did it to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect your reaction to this post will depend on whether you are a &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2008/12/freaks.html"&gt;SNOP or an RRF&lt;/a&gt;. Which are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-876691310146064493?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/876691310146064493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=876691310146064493' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/876691310146064493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/876691310146064493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-amazing-facts-about-racing-rules-of.html' title='Two Amazing Facts About The Racing Rules Of Sailing That You Could Have Learned From Reading Sailing Blogs Last Week'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwKaSJQU1JI/AAAAAAAACHE/KqKjK6LDN8g/s72-c/tet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-8503519487395531725</id><published>2009-11-16T09:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:28:09.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where You Can Learn to Sail in a Laser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwFmRdGn9gI/AAAAAAAACG0/gBn2ydoVg9U/s1600/seminar_page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwFmRdGn9gI/AAAAAAAACG0/gBn2ydoVg9U/s400/seminar_page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404713477877528066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ooops. I screwed up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I wrote in &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-can-i-learn-to-sail-in-laser.html"&gt;Where Can I Learn to Sail in a Laser?&lt;/a&gt; that I didn't know of any sailing schools that teach total beginners in Lasers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have know that &lt;a href="http://sailfit.com/seminars.html"&gt;Sailfit&lt;/a&gt; in Clearwater, Florida (which I have attended twice) does teach beginners in Lasers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Because I had attended a couple of clinics there to work on refining my racing skills I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;somehow got the idea that that was all they do. But it says perfectly clearly on their website, "We are very pleased to continue to teach Laser sailors from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beginner&lt;/span&gt; through advanced." (My emphasis.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Taulbee, the guy who runs Sailfit, wrote an email to me at the weekend to point out to me the error of my ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have had several clients with no Laser experience come to Clearwater to learn how to sail.  I have boats for them to use during the lessons.  I show them how to rig their boat and give them pictures of the rigging.  I show them how to launch their boat and then I sail alongside them in my own boat.  I tell them to steer left or right to help them feel the flow over the sail.  I show them how to sit in the boat and hold the tiller properly.  I show them how to sheet the sail in properly.  Then tacking and jibing, etc.  This method works quite well.  If they capsize and can’t bring it back up I jump in and help them.  If it is windy we downsize the sail to radial or 4.7.  I have also had a bunch of beginner sailors attend our seminars.  Even if they can’t do all the drills they progress very well over the seminar and understand what they need to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, SAILFIT does provide instruction for sailors that are just starting out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse when I found Kurt's email early yesterday morning and hastily dashed off an email to apologize for my oversight I called him "Karl". In mitigation I will say that I had just got out of bed, was somewhat bleery-eyed, and was still waiting for my first cup of coffee of the day to brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I strongly recommend that you should check out Sailfit if you want some superb instruction on how to sail a Laser whatever your level of experience. I wrote about my time there this year at &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/sailfit-revisited.html"&gt;Sailfit Revisited&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Karl. I mean Kurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-8503519487395531725?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/8503519487395531725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=8503519487395531725' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/8503519487395531725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/8503519487395531725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/somewhere-else-to-learn-to-sail-in.html' title='Where You Can Learn to Sail in a Laser'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SwFmRdGn9gI/AAAAAAAACG0/gBn2ydoVg9U/s72-c/seminar_page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6794230605282285974</id><published>2009-11-14T14:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:36:01.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar Graph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Top 20 zip codes with the most alcohol drinking places in 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv8IZY2TYkI/AAAAAAAACGs/g2FqCykhtr8/s1600-h/bars.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv8IZY2TYkI/AAAAAAAACGs/g2FqCykhtr8/s400/bars.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404047310127850050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Never let it be said that I am unresponsive to my readers. O Docker asked for a bar graph less than 30 minutes ago so here is a bar graph which graphs bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Is it any coincidence that most of the places on this list are also great sailing towns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6794230605282285974?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6794230605282285974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6794230605282285974' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6794230605282285974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6794230605282285974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/bar-graph.html' title='Bar Graph'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv8IZY2TYkI/AAAAAAAACGs/g2FqCykhtr8/s72-c/bars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-1019252013470500565</id><published>2009-11-13T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:29:21.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv3AppoBwXI/AAAAAAAACGk/fi7cxCK_ZhE/s1600-h/venn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv3AppoBwXI/AAAAAAAACGk/fi7cxCK_ZhE/s400/venn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403686949695373682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Update: I spoke too soon. There is clearly more than one guy in that little crack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-1019252013470500565?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1019252013470500565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=1019252013470500565' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1019252013470500565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1019252013470500565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sv3AppoBwXI/AAAAAAAACGk/fi7cxCK_ZhE/s72-c/venn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-7701344256138837795</id><published>2009-11-12T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:49:54.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Chance to Help Plan the 2010 Laser US Nationals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvwCVhfOSDI/AAAAAAAACGc/9CyZIKjOFoQ/s1600-h/Laser-start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvwCVhfOSDI/AAAAAAAACGc/9CyZIKjOFoQ/s400/Laser-start.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403196221727590450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I received an interesting email yesterday...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tillerman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a way of introduction, I am going to be the PRO at the Laser Nationals at Milwaukee next August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are neck deep into the long range planning for the event and the first question is should there be three or four days of racing?  The ILCA has replied, "do what ever you think is right." (or pretty close to that.)  A fair answer but a bit vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had a novel thought, should we ask our customers??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have an established forum for such things, may I hijack your agenda and ask for feedback?&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I am honored that this guy, John Strassman, should think of my blog as a good place to seek feedback from his "customers" at the Laser Nationals next year. Although I have a fair number of Laser sailor readers, and no doubt a handful who are considering going to the Nationals, many of my readers are not Laser sailors and have other reasons for stopping by here. But I'm glad to help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John continues with some more questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since we are having the Standard, Radial and 4.7's, would the 4.7's feel slighted if we had a separate (but still real swell) race course.  This would allow us to (hopefully) minimize the delays waiting for the previous start to clear the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, if we are anticipating to have have multiple starts (split fleets) for both the Standard and Radial fleets, what if we stagger the start times from day to day, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;1100 warning first division Standard rig with second division  soon thereafter on full trap course.  Max two races for day&lt;br /&gt;1330 warning first division Radial with second division ASAP - up to three races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;1100 warning first division Radial with second division soon thereafter. Max two races&lt;br /&gt;1330 warning Standard rigs with second division ASAP - up to three races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that with a little luck, a RC can run two divisions on a trap pretty much continually.  Three starts will cause some delays to occur in order to clear the race course and four starts can quickly devolve into a furball of many impatient competitors sailing by the signal boat shooting daggers with their eyes while pounding on their air tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are assuming we are going to have a qualifying series going into a gold and silver series - again, any feedback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are seeking to have a great event at which the competitors will have great racing with a minimal amount of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any comments would be welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have any views on these issues please fire away in the comments. It would probably help John if you tell him if (a) you are a Laser sailor and (b) you are thinking of sailing in the US Nationals next year. I know that some non-Laser-sailing readers of this blog have strong experience in such areas as regatta organization and race management so, even if you are not a Laser sailor, please feel free to offer advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-7701344256138837795?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7701344256138837795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=7701344256138837795' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7701344256138837795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7701344256138837795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-chance-to-help-plan-2010-laser-us.html' title='Your Chance to Help Plan the 2010 Laser US Nationals'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvwCVhfOSDI/AAAAAAAACGc/9CyZIKjOFoQ/s72-c/Laser-start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-54396816609024990</id><published>2009-11-11T17:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:14:14.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svs24VaZgMI/AAAAAAAACGU/N8tCzeC0Hlw/s1600-h/venn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svs24VaZgMI/AAAAAAAACGU/N8tCzeC0Hlw/s400/venn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402972519409483970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-54396816609024990?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/54396816609024990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=54396816609024990' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/54396816609024990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/54396816609024990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svs24VaZgMI/AAAAAAAACGU/N8tCzeC0Hlw/s72-c/venn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6902568217738911699</id><published>2009-11-11T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:49:05.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change We Can Believe In?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvoxJSnJBGI/AAAAAAAACGM/oSoEifRU2rU/s1600-h/7717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvoxJSnJBGI/AAAAAAAACGM/oSoEifRU2rU/s400/7717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402684738668921954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is this the most important sailing innovation since the &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2008/09/history-of-sailboat-race-start.html"&gt;Ollie Box&lt;/a&gt;? I'm not saying it is or it isn't. But isn't it fascinating that I am the only one asking this question? Why don't they want you to know the answer? The paradigm of trusting the wisdom of the original designer is over. It is over to these people. And this is what the real battle is all about. Those with power, those with money and those with influence will influence you to buy things that you don't necessarily want. And they are selecting the winners and the losers. I got news. I got news for you. Unless you want to sell your soul to the devil, in this system you will be a loser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't think a bad tree could bear good fruit. I didn't know a good tree could bear bad fruit or bad trees bear good fruit. I didn't think that was possible. I've read that some place in some big thick book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And, you know, it is a straight and narrow path to success, and when you run down that road, there are so many little branches that you could run off on that doesn't seem like it would make any difference, but it will. And if you know what those roads are that you don't want to go down, when somebody is saying, "Go down this road, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick! We've got to go down this road," you'll know in advance and so you won't be panicked and you are like, "No, thanks, I know what goes down that road." And it is amazing to me how freeing it is in many ways to mentally prepare for the worst. I'm sorry, I just love my boat and I fear for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6902568217738911699?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6902568217738911699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6902568217738911699' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6902568217738911699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6902568217738911699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/change-we-can-believe-in.html' title='Change We Can Believe In?'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvoxJSnJBGI/AAAAAAAACGM/oSoEifRU2rU/s72-c/7717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-7854452310033207861</id><published>2009-11-10T13:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:05:28.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>... with pottery stuff too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svm4DUa21QI/AAAAAAAACFw/uyHR95yeX9w/s1600-h/VandA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svm4DUa21QI/AAAAAAAACFw/uyHR95yeX9w/s400/VandA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402551595168093442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This spectacular bowl, part of the collection of the Victoria and Albert Museum in London, is made of earthenware covered with an opaque tin glaze and painted in lustre, a metallic pigment. It is decorated with a ship that has the arms of Portugal on its sail, and it may well have been commissioned by a Portuguese maritime merchant. It was long presumed that this bowl came from the famous lustre potteries around Valencia on the east coast of Spain. They were active from around 1300, when this region was under Christian rule, although the techniques employed (notably the tin glaze and lustre decoration) were of Islamic origin. It is thought that these techniques were introduced to Valencia by potters from Málaga, a port on the south coast of Spain that remained in Muslim hands until 1487.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1983 scientific analysis of the clay body of the bowl showed that it contained schistose inclusions characteristic of the wares from Málaga itself. The bowl, which can be dated to the mid 15th century, therefore demonstrates that the lustre workshops of Málaga were still producing ceramics of outstanding quality during the last decades of their existence. It stands at the end of one great tradition and at the beginning of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-7854452310033207861?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7854452310033207861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=7854452310033207861' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7854452310033207861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7854452310033207861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-pottery-stuff-too.html' title='... with pottery stuff too...'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Svm4DUa21QI/AAAAAAAACFw/uyHR95yeX9w/s72-c/VandA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6020259228133914194</id><published>2009-11-09T12:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:05:29.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>300,000</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvhQx-JeR0I/AAAAAAAACFg/ZUhMVUSNj20/s1600-h/300000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvhQx-JeR0I/AAAAAAAACFg/ZUhMVUSNj20/s400/300000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402156572457453378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Congratulations to the 300,000th visitor to this blog (or at least the 300,000th since I turned sitemeter on.) He or she checked in from Rio de Janeiro in Brazil at 3:15pm their time today and left a couple of minutes later to read that story about John Lennon's sailing adventure. If you would like to identify yourself I will buy you a caipirinha next time I am in Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvhTjgFXMDI/AAAAAAAACFo/edchvh7RpVo/s1600-h/caipirinha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvhTjgFXMDI/AAAAAAAACFo/edchvh7RpVo/s400/caipirinha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402159622403862578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking news: The mystery 300,000th visitor just sent me an email. He usually sails Snipes and Solings, and doesn't live in Rio but about 400 km north which is where the Brazilian Laser Nationals will be in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm.... January, Lasers, sunshine, wind, Brazil, caipirinhas... tempting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6020259228133914194?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6020259228133914194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6020259228133914194' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6020259228133914194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6020259228133914194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/300000.html' title='300,000'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvhQx-JeR0I/AAAAAAAACFg/ZUhMVUSNj20/s72-c/300000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-7743070419647803499</id><published>2009-11-09T08:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:10:14.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Laser Sailors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; As I missed sailing this weekend due to being stricken by the terrible, debilitating disease known as a &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2007/12/man-cold.html"&gt;Man Cold&lt;/a&gt;, I have had to get my Laser sailing fix by reading about the exploits of others. Thankfully there are many Laser sailing blogs out there. Here are my three favorite posts of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.J. Porter is an experience big boat sailor but has recently bought himself a Laser and, on Saturday, he started frostbiting at his local club the other side of the bay from me in Rhode Island. Sounds like he had a blast, performed better in the races than he expected, and described the experience as "The most fun an adult can have wearing a hermetically sealed rubber suit." Check out his account at &lt;a href="http://sailevenstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/blind-squirrelsor.html"&gt;Blind Squirrels...or&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.J. Burrows (what is it with this BJ thing) is a 16-year-old living in the Bahamas just making the transition from Sunfish to Lasers. Last Thursday was his first Laser training session with a local coach in which it sounds as if B.J. learned a lot about how to sail a Laser downwind in 15 knots. His summary of the day: "I have never had so much thrill or excitement while sailing in a Sunfish as I had today in the Laser."  &lt;a href="http://www.sailfast13.com/2009/11/welcome-to-laser-sailing.html"&gt;Read all about it at Welcome to Laser Sailing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile at the other end of the Laser sailing skill spectrum, 2012 Olympic hopeful Clay Johnson is &lt;a href="http://www.claysails.com/node/174"&gt;Training in Clearwater&lt;/a&gt;. I am never sure whether to be inspired or to abandon all hope when I read how hard the guys at the top of the class are working. Clay is training in Florida with some of the top Laser sailors from other countries, in what sound like perfect conditions - 89 degrees and 15 knots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Each day we either go to the gym or bike in the morning, followed by a long session on the water in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two days we've done 15+ mile downwinds to John's Pass.  We start by sailing out the inlet, work on downwinds to John's Pass, sail in the inlet, derig in our boats, and tow up the inner-coastal back to the sailing center. It makes for a pretty long and tiring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-7743070419647803499?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7743070419647803499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=7743070419647803499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7743070419647803499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/7743070419647803499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-laser-sailors.html' title='Three Laser Sailors'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-4951011679506882898</id><published>2009-11-07T11:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:26:12.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvWdP6-xpiI/AAAAAAAACFY/USqaG0NDTAU/s1600-h/night+sailing+adj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvWdP6-xpiI/AAAAAAAACFY/USqaG0NDTAU/s400/night+sailing+adj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401396224956933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antolin left a comment on &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-reasons-why-i-almost-gave-up-sailing.html"&gt;my post about (almost) giving up sailing&lt;/a&gt; in which, among other things, he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another tack (one that I use often) is to sail just because sailing is such an extraordinary experience... last Thursday night we had the last Thursday night race of the season... so I rigged a glow stick on the sail's head atop the mast and went racing...but the sunset was so, the moon was so, the tangerine tinge on the water due to the lovely sunset, the sound of dolphins... the whole evening was magical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he sent me this photo taken that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I am lost for words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-4951011679506882898?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4951011679506882898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=4951011679506882898' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4951011679506882898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4951011679506882898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-race.html' title='Night Race'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvWdP6-xpiI/AAAAAAAACFY/USqaG0NDTAU/s72-c/night+sailing+adj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6183438329366324159</id><published>2009-11-06T06:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:21:04.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lennon: Family Man, Sailor</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSBYfc46rhk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSBYfc46rhk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;John Lennon's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watching the Wheels&lt;/span&gt; seems like an especially appropriate Song for the Day in the light of &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-reasons-why-i-almost-gave-up-sailing.html"&gt;yesterday's post&lt;/a&gt;. Lennon wrote this song to answer those who were mystified by his withdrawal from his musical career from 1975-1980 in order to enjoy family life with his wife Yoko Ono and their son Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not widely known that John fulfilled a lifelong ambition by learning how to sail in early 1980 and that in June of that year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;accompanied by a small crew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; he sailed a 43-foot sloop from Newport to Bermuda. There is a fascinating account of the voyage at &lt;a href="http://beatle.wordpress.com/2007/01/11/john-lennon-the-sailor-whatever-gets-you-through-the-storm/"&gt;Whatever gets you through the storm&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently the passage inspired John to come out of his five year retirement from the music business. Once in Bermuda, he started writing songs for a new album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Double Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which he recorded with Yoko and which was released in November 1980.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks later, on 8 December 1980, John Lennon was murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvOXP-gxOkI/AAAAAAAACFI/7a9doh7faOo/s1600-h/JohnLennonaboardMeganJaye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvOXP-gxOkI/AAAAAAAACFI/7a9doh7faOo/s400/JohnLennonaboardMeganJaye.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400826678881630786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morals of this story (uh oh, I feel another list coming on) are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People say I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's good to put family first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you have a sailing ambition, do it now. Next year may be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you take a break from the activity that defines your identity you can take it to a whole different place when you return to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sailing can change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just had to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6183438329366324159?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6183438329366324159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6183438329366324159' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6183438329366324159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6183438329366324159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-lennon-family-man-sailor.html' title='John Lennon: Family Man, Sailor'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvOXP-gxOkI/AAAAAAAACFI/7a9doh7faOo/s72-c/JohnLennonaboardMeganJaye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-4406882429287872546</id><published>2009-11-05T05:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T05:44:10.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons Why I (Almost) Gave Up Sailing This Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvIay4S8rtI/AAAAAAAACFA/hhtObnpkNIg/s1600-h/raisins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvIay4S8rtI/AAAAAAAACFA/hhtObnpkNIg/s400/raisins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400408364578287314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I (almost) gave up sailing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably haven't sailed a dozen times since the beginning of the year. I didn't sail in a "real" race once between 2 Nov 2008 and 1 Nov 2009. This is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I raced on at least 30 weekends every year. Plus some major regattas like a North Americans or CORK in the summer. Plus a major regatta somewhere warm in the off-season like a Sunfish Worlds or a Laser Master Worlds or a Midwinters. In 2008 I sailed on 94 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't just a casual sailor. I was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fanatical&lt;/span&gt; racing sailor. So what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. But here are some reasons that might go some way to explaining why I (almost) gave up sailing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Family.&lt;/span&gt; My two grandchildren are fascinating little people. I am the only grandfather they have. I barely remember my own grandfathers; one died before I was born and the single memory I have of the other is of being taken to see him in his bed, probably during his final illness. I want my own grandkids to have better memories of me than that. More than that, I treasure every moment I can spend enjoying their company and watching them change and grow. They came to see us almost every weekend this summer and it always seemed the right choice to play with them rather than to go sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, there were lots of other days when I could have gone sailing but didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. No BHAG&lt;/span&gt;. The last couple of years I have set myself Big Hairy Audacious Goals for my sailing. In 2007 it was to finish in the top half of the Laser Masters World Championship. (I did it.) In 2008 it was to sail on at least 100 days. (I failed.) In 2009 I didn't have a BHAG to drive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if that's the only reason I sail it's pretty pathetic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Burnout.&lt;/span&gt; As I mentioned in 2008 I sailed on 94 days in my failed attempt to sail on 100 days in the year. It was fun. It motivated me to sail more and I had some fabulous days on the water. Was it too much? Am I burnt out from too much sailing last year? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surely that can't explain why I (almost) gave up sailing altogether?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Community.&lt;/span&gt; If I think back to many of the years when I sailed a lot it was partly because I was part of a club, a community, and part of the motivation to sail was to go and have fun with all my friends at the club and to hang out with them afterwards over beer and pizza or whatever. I haven't really established the same strong links to the local sailing community since moving to Rhode Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is entirely my own fault. I need to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. One bad experience.&lt;/span&gt; Can one bad experience of sailing turn you sour on the sport? You wouldn't think so. But I think my racing on the first day of frostbiting last winter did dull my appetite for racing for a while. Pretty much everything went wrong that day. The wind was nasty and shifty and gusty and chopped-up with vicious slam-dunk headers. There was a huge turnout of sailors on a short course so the start line was too crowded, the mark roundings were too crowded and there was way too much bad-tempered shouting as we played bumper-boats. I tried to make the best of it and write it off as a learning experience but I think it planted a seed deep in my mind that keeps reminding me that racing isn't always fun; sometimes it's just plain frustrating and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surely all the hundreds of memories of good days on the race-course would outweigh that one bad day? You would think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Paralysis by analysis&lt;/span&gt;. I have way too much information about the weather. I can see the wind on the bay from my window. I can check multiple websites for real-time wind information and weather forecasts. Uh oh - it's gusting 35 knots at Conimicut Light. Uh oh - the wind is dying in Bristol. Uh oh - the wind in Newport is forecast to die away this afternoon. Too many days I convinced myself that it wasn't a good day for sailing today. So I didn't sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Too much time.&lt;/span&gt; This will sound nuts, I know. But back in the day when I worked for a living I only had certain days I could sail. If I had planned to go frostbiting in Connecticut on Sunday, I went. Never mind if the weather forecast called for rain or snow or no wind or too much wind, I went anyway. It would probably be the only chance I had to sail that week so I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm retired I can sail almost any day I want. So I look at the weather and think maybe tomorrow will be a better day for sailing. But we all know the problem with tomorrow: it never comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I told you it would sound nuts. But I'm just trying to be honest about what went wrong this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. I'm getting old.&lt;/span&gt; It's true. Now I'm in my 60's I  don't have the same appetite for sailing on days when it's blowing over 30 knots or the temperature is under 30 degrees F. I don't have the same stamina I used to. It takes me longer to recover from a day of vigorous exercise than it used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even so, if that explains why I skipped some days of frostbiting, it doesn't explain why I skipped &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; day after the first week. It doesn't explain why I hardly sailed all summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. I'm a wimp.&lt;/span&gt; Probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. All of the above.&lt;/span&gt; I think the truth of the matter is that one of these reasons by itself wouldn't have been enough to (almost) turn me off sailing this year. Sailing is part of my identity. None of these things, by themselves, could destroy my love of sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cumulatively, taken together, I think these factors did (almost) cause me to give up sailing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recognizing the problem is the first step in fixing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-4406882429287872546?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4406882429287872546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=4406882429287872546' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4406882429287872546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/4406882429287872546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-reasons-why-i-almost-gave-up-sailing.html' title='10 Reasons Why I (Almost) Gave Up Sailing This Year'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvIay4S8rtI/AAAAAAAACFA/hhtObnpkNIg/s72-c/raisins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-2827239374304649952</id><published>2009-11-04T08:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:29:32.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laser Sailing Blogger of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvGCIZrSCMI/AAAAAAAACE4/73xw3Y4ONiA/s1600-h/BJ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvGCIZrSCMI/AAAAAAAACE4/73xw3Y4ONiA/s400/BJ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400240509036923074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Those of you who hang out at Sailing Anarchy may know B.J. Porter. His SA profile says he has made 19200 posts in the forums there! Can that be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has a blog, &lt;a href="http://sailevenstar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sail Evenstar&lt;/a&gt;, where he mainly writes about working on the teak on something called a "1997 Hallberg-Rassy 53" whatever that is. But he has recently bought a real boat, a Laser, and has been learning to sail it which is why he is this week's Laser Sailing Blogger of the Week for his post &lt;a href="http://sailevenstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/humility-lessons.html"&gt;Humility Lessons&lt;/a&gt;. Please do click over to his blog and give him some encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-2827239374304649952?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/2827239374304649952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=2827239374304649952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/2827239374304649952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/2827239374304649952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/laser-sailing-blogger-of-week.html' title='Laser Sailing Blogger of the Week'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvGCIZrSCMI/AAAAAAAACE4/73xw3Y4ONiA/s72-c/BJ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6136264705554166872</id><published>2009-11-03T21:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:59:36.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Windward Mark Rounding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvDptb-_DNI/AAAAAAAACEw/8g8uOZK3VBM/s1600-h/newport_day1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvDptb-_DNI/AAAAAAAACEw/8g8uOZK3VBM/s400/newport_day1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400072920032546002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When rounding the windward mark, steer by heeling to windward and moving your weight aft. Ideally you should execute the turn without using any tiller movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Is that Tillerman actually getting something right on Day 1 of the Newport Laser frostbiting season? Well, judging by the telltales he should have eased the sheet more, but even so it's not too bad for an old geezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Now all you armchair critics can pile in and tell me what else I am doing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6136264705554166872?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6136264705554166872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6136264705554166872' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6136264705554166872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6136264705554166872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/windward-mark-rounding.html' title='Windward Mark Rounding'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SvDptb-_DNI/AAAAAAAACEw/8g8uOZK3VBM/s72-c/newport_day1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-1820216579995434962</id><published>2009-11-03T08:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:46:32.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sail'/><title type='text'>The Meaning of Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Motion-Ocean-Average-Lovers-Meaning/dp/1416589082/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257253735&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su9dMXGD3VI/AAAAAAAACEo/4EV_cWa3Thk/s400/MOTION+cover+image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399636945179762002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't usually like books about ocean cruising. All that guff about the wonderful weeks they spent in the doldrums admiring the thirty seven different shades of green of the ocean; or boasting about how the author went up the mast in fifty knots of wind in the Southern Ocean to fix the lower spritbuckle yardfickle that had got tangled with the toplifting shroudbobbin. It does nothing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Janna Cawrse Esarey's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Motion-Ocean-Average-Lovers-Meaning/dp/1416589082/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257253735&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;new book&lt;/a&gt; isn't really about ocean cruising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's about how Janna decided she wanted to sail around the world after hearing Crosby, Stills &amp;amp; Nash's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Southern Cross&lt;/span&gt; as a fifteen-year-old, and how she used to use "I'm going to sail around the world one day" as a pickup line for boys. And how she almost made her wish come true when she married a chap called Graeme, who knew a thing or two about boats having come from a family of commercial fishermen, and how Graeme and Janna sailed across the Pacific for their honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janna's book is titled.... wait for it.... &lt;a href="http://www.byjanna.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Motion of the Ocean, 1 Small Boat, 2 Average Lovers, and a Woman's Search for the Meaning of Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (The book is a little longer than the title but not by a lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so Janna and Graeme sailed across the Pacific, and Janna wrote this book about the experience. But the book is not really about sailing. It's about The Relationship. Or, more specifically, Janna's ever-changing view of the state of her marriage with Graeme (starting on the first page with what an "asshole" she thinks he is) as they spend the first months of their marriage cooped up together on a 35 foot boat which is incidentally cruising across the Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at this point in the review where I expect most of my male readers will write off this book as being purely for the chicks. Please don't. First of all, Janna's search for the "Meaning of Wife" is hugely entertaining - even for guys; and secondly, her book will give you new insights into the mystery that is woman (and we could all use some help on that topic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me introduce our major characters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graeme, as I mentioned, grew up with boats and the sea and knows his shit. He has been doing some high-powered corporate stuff where he is renowned as a firefighter, a problem-solver, which is just as well because he is the one that has to solve every minor crisis that our intrepid cruising couple encounters along the way. He is smart, brave, calm, competent, hard-working, and level-headed, and according to Janna "knows her body - her angles and lines, her moans and her hums." (I think we all know what she is talking about here.) In other words, Graeme is just the sort of person you would want to cross an ocean with, not to mention also having all the qualities of a perfect husband (or so you would imagine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janna, on the other hand is a slow learner when it comes to sailing, and is frankly not interested much in acquiring many of the skills that are relevant to crossing an ocean on a small sailboat. Janna writes about how many cruising couples have a division of labor on the boat based on Blue and Pink tasks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blue tasks are all the traditional male things like "engines, electronics, the mechanics of in-mast furlers et cetera."  Janna admits that she knows nothing about this stuff, cares nothing about it, and has difficulty learning about it. OK. I guess Graeme can handle that side of thing. He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pink tasks are traditional female things like cooking, dishes and laundry. Janna confesses that she sucks at cooking, doesn't find any joy or stimulation in most Pink tasks, and as a truly liberated woman avoids Thinking Pink because it "reinforces the stereotype that woman cannot understand engines, electronics, the mechanics of in-mast furlers et cetera." Hmmm. I guess Graeme will have to handle a lot of the Pink stuff too. He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see why there might be some tension in this relationship? Wait, it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saintly Graeme is super-efficient and is always actually doing stuff that is useful and necessary on the boat. "He oils and caulks and fills and empties and cuts and connects and tightens and loosens and gaskets and scrapes and solders and screws and maintains and repairs and installs and diagrams and consults and buys." And what does Janna do while Graeme is busy doing useful stuff? She might plait her hair; she might find an Internet cafe and email her girlfriends; she might stick wedding photos in an album. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see why these two might have an occasional disagreement? Wait, it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Janna is a thinker, an over-thinker actually, a worrier. She is forever questioning the status of the marriage. Have they lost the spark? Are they having enough sex? Is he The One? How do you even know when you've found The One? Should they be having more exotic sex? Is the relationship drifting? Was it a good idea to schedule sex for 3pm every day? And so on. And so on. Asking herself and her long-suffering husband questions like, "When we fall in love with someone is it with their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; self? Or their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole &lt;/span&gt;self?" Yes sir, women really do think like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while Graeme is steering around typhoons and avoiding pirates and rescuing Janna from rabid dogs, Janna is having all these thoughts about the "Meaning of Wife" and capturing them on her laptop for our future entertainment. Gentlemen, I suspect that what Janna has written about Graeme in this book is much the same thing that all our wives and girlfriends say about us when they get together on a girls night out and spend hours telling each other what assholes their male partners are. Which is why this is such an excellent handbook into the mysterious workings of the female mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What does it mean if you forget to brush your teeth before you go to bed? (Not that I ever would of course.) In her mind, it means you don't find her attractive any more. Didn't know that, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why does she always take at least half an hour to get ready when you want to go ashore? She's giving you time to read a book and brush your teeth. Didn't know that either did you? I'm telling you, the book is full of gems like this. Dental hygiene is the key to success with women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things you might not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you pee over the side of the boat she is imagining how she is going to fail to rescue you after you fall overboard. This is a sign of how much she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Women are secretly envious of our ability to pee over the side. When women sailors get together they discuss how a woman can learn to pee standing up. Sometimes they even demonstrate to each other how to do it. Apparently they think this is a turn-on for their husbands. Didn't know that did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much much more in this field guide for men to the female psyche or "what she is really thinking when she gives you that strange look." Every man should buy a copy of this book. It will make you laugh. It will make you cry. It will make you a better husband or boyfriend. It will remind you to brush your teeth and change your underwear. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, Graeme is as close to being a saint as any dude you will meet in real life. Early on in the book when Janna is having one of her periodic woman-to-man discussions with him about, "How do I know if you are The One?" and "How do you know if love will last? Like forever?" Graeme speaks the truest words of wisdom about marriage in the whole book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have to make it the One every day. Through blood, sweat, and tears, laughter, hope, and faith. You don't know (if it will last). You DO. You do the things that will make your relationship good today. And the next day you do it again. And again. And again. The goal isn't simply to have a marriage that lasts. The goal is to create something wonderful, together, every day for the rest of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have to read the whole book to discover whether or not Janna really takes this message to heart, and what shape their marriage was in after their trans-Pacific adventure. Along the way you will learn how Janna found out that "it's not the size of the ship that matters, it's the motion of the ocean." (I think we all know what she is talking about here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And there are some good bits about sailing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/82jxhbEMXzc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82jxhbEMXzc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full disclosure: I was given a review copy of this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-1820216579995434962?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1820216579995434962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=1820216579995434962' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1820216579995434962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1820216579995434962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning-of-wife.html' title='The Meaning of Wife'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su9dMXGD3VI/AAAAAAAACEo/4EV_cWa3Thk/s72-c/MOTION+cover+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6257263810404113687</id><published>2009-11-02T09:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:44:27.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su7mHCPouVI/AAAAAAAACEg/9gXE_ciJ8ew/s1600-h/to-do-list-nothing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su7mHCPouVI/AAAAAAAACEg/9gXE_ciJ8ew/s400/to-do-list-nothing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399506011799730514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-signs-that-i-may-be-anal-retentive.html"&gt;Anal-retentive&lt;/a&gt; people (such as me) like to-do lists. Writing lists make us feel organized and in control of our lives. Anal-retentive people love feeling in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday last week I made a list of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fitness Goals for Winter 2009/10&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I changed one of the items on my list of fitness goals to make it easier and made a list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Places I Want to Travel to This Winter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I made a list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 Things to Fix on my Boat&lt;/span&gt; and a list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Sailing Goals for Winter 2009/10&lt;/span&gt; and a list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 Ideas for Future Blog Posts&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. Three lists in one day. What a productive day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of Thursday playing with my grandkids. Didn't write a single list all day. Felt like a real slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I went for a long run by the side of the bay. Sure it felt great to be running again after a layoff of several weeks with a back injury and a cough. But I didn't write any lists at all. Two days in a row without writing a single list! Not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I checked over my boat and trailer to make sure everything was in good order for sailing on Sunday, and collected together all my cold weather sailing gear. I was so distracted with these tasks that I completely forgot to write any lists! Can you believe it? Three days now without writing a list! I'm starting to suffer from withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday it was the first day of the frostbite season and I went Laser racing. When I arrived home there was &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunset-over-mount-hope-bridge.html"&gt;a spectacular sunset&lt;/a&gt;. Tillerwoman cooked us a delicious dinner and then the Yankees beat the Phillies in game 4 of the World Series. It would have been a perfect day except that I didn't write a single list all day! I felt like a miserable failure. What is the matter with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am determined to get back on track with my list writing. No more wasting time with trivial stuff like sailing and having fun with my grandkids. So I crossed 4 things off my list of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 Things to Fix on my Boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and then I wrote a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;List of Lists That I Will Write This Week&lt;/span&gt; and then I made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;List Of All The Lists I Wrote In The Last 8 Days&lt;/span&gt; and wrote this blog post. Anal-retentive people get really excited about lists of lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah. That feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Written any good lists lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6257263810404113687?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6257263810404113687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6257263810404113687' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6257263810404113687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6257263810404113687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su7mHCPouVI/AAAAAAAACEg/9gXE_ciJ8ew/s72-c/to-do-list-nothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6317426749008440366</id><published>2009-11-01T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:50:15.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhode Island'/><title type='text'>Sunset Over Mount Hope Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su4rSjZ70aI/AAAAAAAACEY/adYqJmGKP6M/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su4rSjZ70aI/AAAAAAAACEY/adYqJmGKP6M/s400/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300601005461922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I arrived home from sailing today there was a spectacular sunset.  Mount Hope Bridge connects Aquidneck Island (aka Rhode Island) to the mainland at Bristol. For 40 years it was the longest suspension bridge in New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6317426749008440366?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6317426749008440366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6317426749008440366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6317426749008440366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6317426749008440366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunset-over-mount-hope-bridge.html' title='Sunset Over Mount Hope Bridge'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Su4rSjZ70aI/AAAAAAAACEY/adYqJmGKP6M/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-8788140391866530395</id><published>2009-10-31T17:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:15:55.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Spider Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuyqN1D9eRI/AAAAAAAACEQ/boECzYa4lmE/s1600-h/spider-boat11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuyqN1D9eRI/AAAAAAAACEQ/boECzYa4lmE/s400/spider-boat11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398877207869094162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And check out more spiders at &lt;a href="http://frogma.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html"&gt;frogma&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://loveandcoconuts.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Coconuts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-8788140391866530395?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/8788140391866530395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=8788140391866530395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/8788140391866530395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/8788140391866530395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-spider-day.html' title='Happy Spider Day'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuyqN1D9eRI/AAAAAAAACEQ/boECzYa4lmE/s72-c/spider-boat11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-5730213428386948320</id><published>2009-10-30T17:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:12:59.032-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>It's Snowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SutVtWdoLyI/AAAAAAAACEI/fZ2UEBghvEY/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SutVtWdoLyI/AAAAAAAACEI/fZ2UEBghvEY/s400/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398502815945994018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conversation yesterday between myself and my 3-year-old granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Emily: Look Grandad, I've drawn you a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's very nice Emily. Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: It's you Grandad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh yes. Now you mention it, I can see it's me. What's all this at the top of the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: It's snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What am I wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: Mittens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's good to wear mittens in the snow. What else am I wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: A dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: A dress? Why am I wearing a dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: Because it's snowing, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frostbite racing starts on Sunday. I'm not sure how the other fleet members will react if I show up in mittens and a dress. Even if it is snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-5730213428386948320?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/5730213428386948320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=5730213428386948320' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/5730213428386948320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/5730213428386948320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s Snowing'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SutVtWdoLyI/AAAAAAAACEI/fZ2UEBghvEY/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-6551029457586862134</id><published>2009-10-29T05:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:59:35.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: Saving Sailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Suil0RHeAhI/AAAAAAAACD4/Sf_D8evDGKY/s1600-h/SavSailFrontCoverARCFinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Suil0RHeAhI/AAAAAAAACD4/Sf_D8evDGKY/s400/SavSailFrontCoverARCFinal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397746470770049554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nick Hayes is in love with sailing. He is one of those people who believes that sailing takes us as close to God as we think we might ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is troubled. The numbers tell him that sailing in America is in decline. And he wants to understand why something as rich and rewarding as sailing should be losing popularity. More than that: he wants to work out how to save sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he has studied sailing and sailors and sailing clubs. He has interviewed more than 1,200 sailors worldwide. He has drawn some fascinating conclusions as to why sailing is decline and what we need to do about it, and he has written all about it in his new book, &lt;a href="http://www.savingsailing.com/Home/Book.html"&gt;Saving Sailing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, in the process of pondering what is happening in sailing, Nick has developed some theories about how people choose to use their free time generally, and how to support any challenging but rewarding inter-generational life-long pursuit. His conclusions are as applicable to making music or hunting or knitting as they are to sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Sailing&lt;/span&gt; is a book which challenges you to examine many of your own assumptions about our sport. Time and time again as I read it, I found myself thinking, "Hmmm. That's a good point. How does that relate to my experience at that club or that sailing program? Do I agree with his argument or not?" My mind is still buzzing as I mull over the ideas in this book. I suspect I may revisit some of the issues in future blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick argues that one of the reasons that an activity like sailing, a "life pastime" as he calls it, is deep and rich and socially meaningful is that it requires more skill and more time commitment than some "time filler" such as watching TV or surfing the web. Paradoxically fewer people are embracing a life pastime because other options are easier; but those of us who are drawn to a life pastime, like sailing, do so even though it is hard - or perhaps partly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is hard. Nick concludes that, "If sailors hope that sailing will survive and grow, they won't try and convince others that it is easy. They will rightly call sailing what it is: difficult, time-consuming, evolving, sometimes risky and always worth it." Quite a controversial stance. &lt;a href="http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/gary-jobson-please-dont-make-sailing.html"&gt;One that our new president of US Sailing doesn't seem to have embraced&lt;/a&gt; (yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who was once involved in teaching junior sailing classes, I have always seen the large number of kids involved in junior sailing programs as a healthy sign for the future of our sport. Nick, however, is skeptical about this view. He sees that the vast majority of kids, even those who go on to college sailing, eventually drop sailing from their lives after they graduate college and find more important things to take sailing's place, things like a career and wife and kids. He also sees that, for many families, sailing is just another one of those activities like baseball and ballet and soccer where the parents drop off their kid for some lessons, Mum and Dad are not involved themselves in their kid's sailing, and indeed they often don't even understand what the kid's sport is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ranging far and wide (and deep) and analyzing the decline in sailing from all angles, Nick develops a set of recommendations for attacking the problem based on a model of mentoring across generations, preferably within the family. He is a strong believer in parents investing in skills so as to be able to transfer skills, in parents doing things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; their children not just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; them, in parents making difficult time choices in order to share time with their kids in their chosen life pastime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His vision is compelling. I have seen at least one sailing club where it is working superbly well. I am not totally convinced that Nick's vision is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; way to save sailing, but his book certainly stimulates the reader to think through all these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend the book to anyone concerned about the future of sailing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you are a parent who would like your kids to sail you should read the book; it could change your whole approach to sailing as a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; If you are in any kind of leadership position in a sailing club or a community sailing organization, then you should buy some copies of this book for all the officers of your group, read it, and then discuss as a group how you are going to use the ideas presented to improve your program. If, like me, you are just some old dude who loves sailing as much as Nick does, then you should read the book to rouse yourself to work out what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can do to make sure that our sport doesn't decline any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's analysis of these issues is interspersed in the book with anecdotes about different people's experiences of sailing - some good, some not so good. (I'm assuming that the characters in these tales are fictional but based on reality.) As the book progresses we slowly discover that many of the people in these stories are actually connected with each other, and that Nick is writing about a complex web of relationships across genders, generations and ethnicities, a web in which memories are created and passed on and in which one generation mentors the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for a surprising coincidence and a hopeful sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the last one of these sailing anecdotes in Nick's book on Monday. It was the final link in the chain of connections between all the characters, but historically it was the earliest story. It was a tale about the seminal incident that had sent ripples of relationships and memories and teaching across families and across generations. It was a story about a sailing race in a Thistle about fifty years ago. A guy whose name began with E. took his young daughter and her best school friend out sailing. Immediately after reading this chapter of the book I turned to my computer and saw that my friend Edward had just posted &lt;a href="http://evk4.blogspot.com/2009/10/sailing-camp-on-sf-bay.html"&gt;Sailing Camp on SF Bay&lt;/a&gt;, an account of a sail he had with his daughter and her friend and how they were having fun learning about sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Nick Hayes would approve. Edward is doing his bit to save sailing. There is hope. Sailing does have a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sui2OWNs5FI/AAAAAAAACEA/QthZSyFgD1c/s1600-h/on+the+sail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Sui2OWNs5FI/AAAAAAAACEA/QthZSyFgD1c/s400/on+the+sail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764511001011282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full disclosure: I was given a review copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Sailing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-6551029457586862134?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6551029457586862134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=6551029457586862134' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6551029457586862134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/6551029457586862134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-saving-sailing.html' title='Book Review: Saving Sailing'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/Suil0RHeAhI/AAAAAAAACD4/Sf_D8evDGKY/s72-c/SavSailFrontCoverARCFinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10901368.post-1297930066209023993</id><published>2009-10-28T13:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:03:39.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary Jobson - Please Don't Make Sailing Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuiDzLaLXYI/AAAAAAAACDw/2jgio82tYNY/s1600-h/gary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuiDzLaLXYI/AAAAAAAACDw/2jgio82tYNY/s400/gary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397709068662693250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gary Jobson is a good guy (he used to be a Laser sailor) but I can't agree with what he just said. He was recently elected president of US Sailing and &lt;a href="http://media.ussailing.org/US_SAILING_Media_Home/Latest_News/Jobson_Elected_President.htm"&gt;it was reported&lt;/a&gt; that in his acceptance speech he said,  "We want to make sailing safe, easy, and fair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy? I don't want sailing to be easy. It wouldn't be any fun if it were easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Mowing the lawn is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with friends on Facebook is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailing is difficult. That's what makes it so engaging. I have spent half a lifetime just trying to learn the skills to race one relatively simple boat as well as I can, and I still feel that I have so much to learn. It's the challenge of trying to learn something that is difficult and then attempting to use my hard-won skills that keeps me involved. I don't want sailing to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having written the above I decided that, to be fair, I ought to watch &lt;a href="http://www.ussailing.org/video/fliqz/index.html?vid=0a5e13a281914f74979e1f2e66ced8ec"&gt;the full video of Gary's speech&lt;/a&gt;. It is true that the context of his first remark about "making sailing easy" does leave open the possibility that what he actually meant to say was that he wants to make access to the water easy. And then later in the speech he gives three other examples of things about sailing he would like to make easier: handicaps, racing rules and measurement. So maybe I shouldn't blame Gary for that sound bite of, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "we want to make sailing safe, easy, and fair." M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aybe we should blame the PR person who wrote the press release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. US Sailing should not be trying to give the impression that they are going to make sailing easy. It ain't easy. And I, for one, don't want it to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10901368-1297930066209023993?l=propercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1297930066209023993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10901368&amp;postID=1297930066209023993' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1297930066209023993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10901368/posts/default/1297930066209023993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://propercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/gary-jobson-please-dont-make-sailing.html' title='Gary Jobson - Please Don&apos;t Make Sailing Easy'/><author><name>Tillerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00639738519386820997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12147309021117798017'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bN9se-ul_aE/SuiDzLaLXYI/AAAAAAAACDw/2jgio82tYNY/s72-c/gary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry></feed>