Once 2 BOATS Meet at Sea, the RACE is ON!!!
7 meters above sea level... A beautiful summer day, lets cruise 20 Miles North to Sozopol, we decide in a friendly chat with krum, captain of the 34 footer beside us... Time to go, as the quay moves away, I watch our line slipping around it's bollard. Our small outboard drives us astern, as the bitter end races through the water, heading for the wall. I steer to port while Jenia quickly pulls the wet rope aboard. We're clear, motoring ahead towards the middle of the bay. The 34 foot cruiser motors out to sea. At about 150 meters away from the quay, a good pull on the halyard raises our Junk sail, bow pointing to sea, panel after panel canvas goes aloft. A light breeze enters the bay from North East, as morning turns to noon, things will freshen up and gradually turn clockwise to the East... The halyard tightens, a final good yank and "plop" something flies off masthead and lands beside me in the sea. I cleat the halyard and go below, with my binoculars I...
