I have realised something.
I like racing. Like quite a lot. More than I thought I did.
I like racing and not being last more. In fact I love not being last. It’s probably why I like racing.
I like racing against other boats the same as me where I can practice not being last. By copying what they do really well. I am a grand chief copier.
This is a bit of a problem as I am sailing a friendless boat. It is a Vareo-free zone. I have no ones secret tips and trick to share. If you can’t copy you can’t learn. Well you probably can, but reading a book and stuff has never really done it for me. And copying’s quicker.
So I think I have come to a decision. The boat has got to go.
Despite her sparkly deck, perky spinnaker, sensational storm sail and some pink rope, I need to sail something I can have a good old race in. With another boat the same.
So the boat is for sale.
I’m a little distraught.