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The warm, humid air that welcomed us to
the Keys on Friday has passed, and its
replacement is a gnarly 25-30 knot
Northerly that kept nearly all the teams off
the water on Sunday.
We’re finally home. Well, sort of. We
made it to Charleston, South Carolina, and
a sunny and breezy 80 degrees has us
feeling pretty good about the choice we
made to relocate to this beautiful, charming,
year-round sailing town.
If you believe what you read in the sailing
press, keelboat racing is screwed in North
America. Industry reports, magazine
surveys, and the numbers at most regional
regattas all agree with this premise, as do I.
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