Not my boat, but a DAMN COOL boat.
I've been bugging my spouse to go out on a sunset sail on the new America 2.0. She's modeled after the original America. (oh-kay kiddies--why the America...I'll pause for 5 seconds while you Wikipedia it)
Okay, your 5 seconds are up.
So, she's pretty. VERY PRETTY. And new eco-friendly design. (however, whatever you read about electric propulsion motors on her--ain't happened yet, they are working diesel until the next yard haul)
All that doesn't matter. She's fast, and she's smooth. For a sea sick girl as I, I was enthralled. In love.
And the poor gal next to me was hurling over the rail. I felt so bad for her. Neither she or her boyfriend had ever been on a sailboat before. So let's try a replica of the original America's Cup boat to try our sea legs out on. Poor thing, I really felt for her.
At one point we were flying along at 10-12 knots, did I say how smooth she was? She was smoooooooth.
Soon she'll be heading up to NYC for her summer season, if you get a chance, give her a go.
Pretty even in port |
Loved the crew, reefing's for weenies. |
Have no idea what the spouse was doing to distract the captain Probably don't want to know |
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