Log written by jack (8 years old). It was hard saying
goodbye to mommy and my brother and sisters on the dock, especially Jessie who
was crying, we sailed to the start line which was very exciting with lots of
boats. In the night we sailed with the spinnaker, but then it got too windy so
we took it down and put the big pole on the front white sail. Dad calls it
goose wings or something. Barry and my brother matt got wet from a big wave and
I stayed up till 3 o’clock then went to bed because dad and granddad said
it was much too windy.
This morning the waves are so big they knocked granddad of
his chair and daddy and uncle Shane laughed. I wanted to go fishing today, but
at 11 knots the fish will not swim as fast as the boat so I am looking forward
to my pot Noodle instead for lunch.