Boys Weekend on the Chesapeake

I went away this weekend to the other side of the Chesapeake, to a town called Deltaville to meet up with some friends for a weekend sail. Deltaville is purported to be the "Sailing Mecca" of central Virginia, and the Fishing Bay Yacht Club was littered with boats bearing locations of Williamsburg and Richmond.

The weather was phenomenal, and the sailing was great. Most people are pretty taken aback when they learn that a guy with 21 years in the Navy under his belt doesn't know the first thing about sailing--experienced sailors are downright disgusted. The three gents I went out with did their best to hide their disdain, and they provided a great deal of companionship and conversation.

I met these guys through the Kitten, who is herself an accomplished sailor. She and these fellows all worked together in the Caribbean twenty years ago, and they've remained close ever since. But gender is thicker than water, so they had me along for the ride.