Wednesday sail

As I mentioned in an earlier post we joined a sailing club in downtown Baltimore. We have taken the first crew class and have sailed once or twice a week all summer. Last night was the first time I took my camera (the winds were low and the light was luscious).

We arrived a little late so we had to wait for a skipper to show up. The wind smelled of sweet molten sugar. Some days the wind smells like sugar (the Domino Sugar factory)and others it smells like freshly baked bread (H&S Bread Factory in Fells Point).


If you look at the top of the above picture you will see a little arrow. That arrow points in the direction of the wind. It is your guide when at the tiller.

Baltimore has several great neon signs. The Domino Sugars sign is one of them.

Hoisting the main sail

When you think of sailing what do you think of?

My first image of a sailor was Popeye. Eating his spinach for strength, always winning his battles, and an admiring Olive Oil near by to boast about his victory. More recently when I think of sailing I think of Capt. Jack Sparrow who of course is a pirate. 

Inspired by pop culture and the idea of spending the summer on the Inner Harbor, Ken and I joined a sailing club. 

Sunday we went to a sailing open house. Ken hoisted the main sail and we both took our turn at the helm (tiller or wheel). We also both had our turn at tacking (working to windward by sailing close-hauled on alternate courses so that the wind is first on one side of the boat, then on the other). Our first time sailing was great fun! Bring on the spinach!

none of the above images are mine.