Saturday, December 12, 2015


We returned to our NJ home on Long Beach Island after a pleasant summer in Colorado.   Being raised with "sand in our shoes and salt water in our veins" it is always nice to come back to the shore, as it is referred to in New Jersey.

The spiders had been busy in our Holly Tree, and my husband called me out to see the webs sparkling with dew before he knocked them down.  I always hate to see such works of beauty destroyed, and hoped their next projects would be higher up.

 Fall is the time of the end of the season Regattas at the Yacht Club in Surf City.  I got there in time to see the first Lasers heading out from the shore.

It wasn't long before there was a line of boats heading up the bay towards the starting line.

It was still quite calm and it was a peaceful scene.

However on the second day of the Laser Regatta was a different story 

As the boats jockeyed for position at the starting line, luffing their sails to keep from crossing early,
the wind began to pick up.

It was a fair start, but it wasn't long before trouble began to brew.

At the first mark tragedy happened, and the first capsize took place.  The skipper soon righted his boat and was back in the race - though with something of a handicap.

Coming back from dinner that night we had a sitgh of the harvest
moon,  Though it wasn't long before it tried to hide its beauty in
the clouds.

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