Captain’s Log: Stardate 10440.3
Normally, this log would contain a report regarding last night’s victory (albeit an undeserved one,) our new spinnaker, Ensign Hilde’s babysitter troubles, our guest crewperson Tomas, the cold air, the poorly tuned rig, and Ensign Lefty’s newfound joy in smelling Commander Dave (yes, you read that right.)

Instead, I believe last night’s events (perhaps the entire racing season) can be best summed up with Lt. Patty’s request to Commander Richard during the last moments of the second upwind leg. “Richard, let me know when you’re ready to move. I'm going to need to get a hold of that guy under your butt.”

Oh yeah. We’re back.