Today was practice day at the Moth Worlds, the last day before the regatta starts in earnest. Last chance to fix your boat. Last chance to sail around and make sure everything is working, including in your head.
Well that was the theory anyway.
The day dawned bright and beautiful and windy.
Remember my relayed explanation about how the wind on the lake starts out coming from the North, and then switches around midday and blows from the South? Well it started out from the North early; the windsurfer people were out in force. But it kept on blowing from the North for a long time, and when it did switch, it kind of switched halfway and stopped.
I have now been here for two days of sailing, and both days didn’t have enough wind to foil. Fortunately today was only a practice day, but unfortunately I need a lot of practice!
So what did I do instead? Well…
I had some caffe and checked my email. Hey thanks everyone for your nice notes, please keep ’em coming. I tooled around the town a bit. I had some more caffe. And I worked a bit. Well more than a bit. But it was good work, I promise.
Oh and I did a couple of superdumb things.
First, when I parked my car at the club, I left it running. Unlocked. With my laptop in the car, too. I came back to it two hours later and found it running, unlocked, and undisturbed. All praise Murphy! (If you’re wondering how this could happen, well … the little BMW is super quiet and often stops its engine by itself when it’s not moving, so I’ve gotten in the habit of not explicitly stopping the engine. The unlock part, well, that was brain fade.)
Next, after I got back to my apartment I locked myself out without my keys. This is not easy to do because you need your keys to unlock the doors, but I tailgated someone else out of the building and there I was. To make matters more interesting this put me in a courtyard from which you need a key to exit. A nice little jail cell, do not tell the fire marshall. So I did what anyone would do, I climbed up the external air conditioners to my second floor balcony and reentered the apartment.
Since you’re reading this you know that I made it. And just in time to participate … in the Opening Ceremony!
Mothing Malcesine 