A couple of weeks ago, I went sailing with Mike Casey for the fourth time. We had a nice steady, strong breeze that never reached anything like the gales we experienced on previous trips. This time we had a few skippers and, like every other trip, multiple Mikes. See the pics in the extended entry.


Our fearless skipper

Blake. Outside the gate.

Me and the other Mike, looking maybe a bit too much like a happy couple.

A windsurfer “flyby”.

A helicopter flies under the bridge.