Today was all about the spinnaker. Although, we found out it is really more of a cross between a genoa and spinnaker. A genaker. Or, a Spinoa. It does not balloon out from the bow of the boat symmetrically like a proper spinnaker would; rather, it angles to either the starboard or the port side, depending on what tack the boat is on. Either way, it rules.
We started our journey today with glassy calm waters, not the kind of conditions needed to hoist any kind of sail, really. We used that time to review our sailing course examinations and discuss any remaining sailing theory questions we had. And then, as luck would have it, a light wind came up from our stern in the early afternoon. It became the perfect condition to unfurl our sassy sail for the first time.
We cut the engines and this single sail independently carried us north through the remainder of the Georgia Strait, past Middlenacht Island and to the entrance of Cortes Bay. Any trepidation we felt about this unknown sail quickly evaporated as we both fell in love with it. Simple, brilliantly coloured, kind of fragile yet highly efficient, this sail is a new favourite.
In Cortes Bay we found some highly coveted end-of-the-dock space, and once we were safely tied to the dock we cracked some cervesas and enjoyed the late afternoon sunshine. Warm water on-land showers and our first loads of laundry were enjoyed by all. Tomorrow we must take our boating instructor back to land, but I wonder if our other crew members will reconsider their travel plans and instead opt to stay with us a little longer? I sure hope so.
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