Well, as you may have guess from the last email, we had a little pandemonium last night.

The wind was 25kt, building to 30 with huge following seas. Capt'n America was holding up well, but the occasional roundup required an active vang and pretty active mainsheet.

It started with a nice surf at 13 knot with Blaine yelling "take that, Andy" and was followed 5 minutes later with Blaine crying to his mama after his massive broach. Bob and I hopped on deck to help Andrew and Blain sort the lines and get brainwaves back on her feet.

we had a brief discussion about taking down Capt'n America, we decided that these gusts to the high 30's were temporary and that we could handle it. Bob took the helm and the wind continued to build into the 40's.  As we were deciding the best method for taking down Capt'n America we had a MASSIVE roundup and got totally pinned on our ear.

We eventually came back up, I ran forward and spiked the spinnaker off the pole and Andrew and Blaine dropped spinnaker back through the pit. It was a thin of beauty. We dropped the pole, and I hooked up our backup, smaller spinnaker "Nancy Boy"

Brainwaves stood up and bob started surfing again at 8knots under main alone. Capt'n Jimbo woke up and poked his head up like a groundhog and asked how we were doing, we told him what happened and he say's "Well, I guess we better launch "Nancy Boy"

to be continued...