Again I’m writing late, but I’m pretty sure it was the 15th that I sailed with Women’s Racing again. Molly asked if I would sail with her and I said yes! that I wanted to hear about the capsize. We raced 420s, although interestingly a few lasers raced with us. Flag was green but Carol was cautioning that conditions were gusty and more like yellow or red. CBI records show wind at the dock about 7kts gusting to 15 from the SSW. I helmed the first race. The pin looked strongly favored and I was jabbering about it to Molly as I almost ran out of time getting there before the start. Two of our more favored teams had staked out positions there and I had to go around them and start third. Focusing more determinedly on sailing, Molly and I managed to round the first mark in first though. I turned to Molly and said, “so, tell all about the capsize.” On the downwind, the fluky winds coming off the Boston side weren’t keeping the sail full. I made weak and distracted efforts at refilling it but I was mostly listening to the capsize story. Before I knew it, the fleet was on us and blanketing us. They completely rolled over us and we rounded the second mark behind many boats.
I encouraged Molly to helm the second race. She was tentative but of course had no problems. On the last leg though, I happened to notice I had been bleeding. Blood was soaked into my hiking strap and smeared all over the boat. It looked much worse than it turned out to be. Using the first aid kit on the committee boat, I determined that I had only superficial scrapes, almost certainly from kneeling on the fresh non-skid on the floor of the brand-new 420. I sat out the remaining races. Really this was best for me anyway because my back was still sore from Laser sailing. Lesson for the day: Do not kneel with bare knees and scoot around on fresh non-skid, especially if you have soft tender skin, and your skin is wet, and you are overweight. You will tear up your skin and it will be a mess.