Everyone has a memory of sailing where everything went perfect or just horribly wrong. We would like to hear from you if you have a lesson to teach or just would like to share the moment.
My best memory was when I first plained on an RS fiva. The helmsman turned downwind and instructed me to pull out the spiny. I had never done this but I got it out in a few second flat. With a quick tug on the spiny-sheet, the yelllow sail billowed out majestically. The bow of the boat rose out of the water and the spray lashed out in a directions. From what seemed inside the boat came a tremble and the boat started a beautiful low-pitched hum. I'll never forget it.