I worked so hard getting the main up that I got seasick. After I finally got the main up my wife (who is not afraid at all of big water) said to me, “Well, you finally going to go out and get some slugs??”
I said all the guys are gonna make fun of me because I did not like slugs and when I was young and strong I could handle the bolted main just fine. I realized that now I am old and I ain’t what I used to be.
So I’m headed to Minnys in Newport this weekend to shop for a spare bolted main and I am having my factory sail webbed and slotted for slugs next door in the Doyle sail loft.
So now you all can say “I told you so” and make fun of me. I deserve it.



