Once sailing enters your consciousness, it never leaves. It's stuck in there forever. You know how it feels, the wind on your face, the sun on your body, the oneness with the boat. Sailing takes you away, physically, metaphorically, spiritually. 

So when the America's Cup competition heats up, my heart quickens. Now, these are not my favorite boats, I'm much too much a traditionalist for these Grand Prix speed machines. While I love to watch them fly, I don't quite accept them as sailboats, no...

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