Dragonfly 28

It was nearly one o’clock in the morning and I finally agreed to let go of the tiller extension I had been attached to for nearly 9 hours. Sitting comfortably on one of the small wings surrounding the huge cockpit, open to the stern, I took advantage of the moment just before going to rest to accelerate one last time in this pretty machine, on a wave, increase the apparent wind, bear away and accelerate again, until that limit beyond which the headsail no longer draws. The wind had spoiled us throughout the day, and it would have been a shame not to take advantage. Although the rain hadn’t sto…