Location: Great Harbor, Peter Island
Today was the first day of racing. I woke up knowing I was skipper and wasn’t looking forward to sailing. I had to go to a skipper’s meeting at 7:30 to talk about the details of the race. We went over the routes and guidelines. When all the boats were ready to race, we blasted pump up music, and I took the wheel dressed in nothing but my flotation device, shorts, and mid-calf socks. We ended the race in sixth place, but we were first in spirit. When we took our sails down, we motored to the place where we first began our trip. We went ashore to eat and shop. It was awesome to walk through the town where this amazing trip first began. It brought back fun memories. When it was time to leave we got ready for yet another race. This one involved tacking. Luckily for us, I am a tacking pro, but what would I be without my crew. The race had started, and we were off to a great start. As the race progressed, we found ourselves only racing against our arch enemies, Astrid. It was an intense and fierce battle, which sadly we lost by only a boat length. We were bummed, but we didn’t let the loss get to us. After all, we still have another one, and for that one, we ditch the dinghies that make us slower. When we anchored, we were told we could take showers. Tonight was Mexican night! Ya! Everyone was so happy to have good food. When we finished, we had a long cleanup. When we finished, we ended the night with a sail review in preparation for the upcoming test tomorrow.