The end of the Chicago sailing season is here. Yesterday, we dropped the boat off at Goose Island, where it will spend the winter. Sure, it’s fun to motor up the Chicago River, but it’s a pretty sad day nonetheless.

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There weren’t a lot of sailing posts this year, but there was a lot of sailing. The absolute best day was my bachelor party sailing trip, which ended up being the most gorgeous day of the summer. The boat was overloaded with friends and beer — a great combination. The wind held and the water was flat. It was perfect. Then there was the first day Lisa and I took the boat out together, without any other experienced sailors. Lisa did a great job at the helm.
We’re planning a trip south this winter for some tropical sailing. I hope we can make it work. Otherwise, I’ll be content dreaming about the spring, when we motor out, raise the mast, and start dodging Seadog again.
The End Of The Sailing Season
The end of the Chicago sailing season is here. Yesterday, we dropped the boat off at Goose Island, where it will spend the winter. Sure, it’s fun to motor up the Chicago River, but it’s a pretty sad day nonetheless.
There weren’t a lot of sailing posts this year, but there was a lot of sailing. The absolute best day was my bachelor party sailing trip, which ended up being the most gorgeous day of the summer. The boat was overloaded with friends and beer — a great combination. The wind held and the water was flat. It was perfect. Then there was the first day Lisa and I took the boat out together, without any other experienced sailors. Lisa did a great job at the helm.
We’re planning a trip south this winter for some tropical sailing. I hope we can make it work. Otherwise, I’ll be content dreaming about the spring, when we motor out, raise the mast, and start dodging Seadog again.