Here are the pictures my friend tood that day. He had come down to photograph, and when I capsized was driving over to the other side of the bay where we got the other shots.
He was completely bummed he didn't get a picture of my capsize (He wanted to be able to laugh at me!)
Anyways, you can see how much mud I got on the measthead, the bummer was when it was time to take the sail down at the dock, it wouldn't budge. So I had to sail the boat onto the trailer, tow it over and push it onto the grass and capsize it again, and then pull the sail down from the top.
Funny thing was, where I had to back it was a red zone! Once I pulled my trailer in there, 3 other people parked their boats there to prep them for going home. This attracted the attention of a passing police cruiser, and he came over to start writing tickets. I explained to him my situation and that I really had no other choice... So I was the only one to escape getting a ticket!
The other funny thing from looking at those photo's later, is that I thought I was sailing rather conservatively after allready capsizing one. You coudln't tell that from the trap pictures
And yes, that is indeed a look of pride on my face (and allot of mud on my shirt) afterwards!!
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