Fire Down Below
Due to the Covid-19 pandemic, local racing had resumed with household crews only. My wife, though, while always up for a pleasure sail, was not up for this kind of thing, so, for the fifth time in what was any measure an unusual sailing season, I found myself singlehanding my J/29, Rhumb Runner.
It was a beautiful warm Saturday morning, and I was feeling confident that with the predicted light winds I could handle the 155 percent #1 genoa and not the smaller #3, which I had used in
