Greased Lightning

What a day. Temperature below freezing up until about 8 o'clock a.m., then a rapid climb all the way up to 55 F. Bri and the three girls, and Mimi and I, got to the ice on Pewaukee a bit after 9 to start setting up the boats. That, of course, for various reasons, took longer than might have been hoped, and we started to think "slush" and "waste of time," and stuff like that.

But no! The ice stayed rather good, and the wind came barreling out of the south, and away we went. The kids had controlled high-speed rides, with ice chips stinging their faces. Then Mimi took charge, and took the them to the shoreside restaurant and, eventually, home. Thanks, Mimi. (Actually, we all had an exceptionally fine lunch of chicken tenders, potato wedges, and Bloody Marys.)

And then, Bri and I went screaming—probably going faster than what the human body was designed for. And. Very nice to have two boats, so we could fly in formation and do two-dimensional aerobatics.

All in all, great fun, although now today's extreme stresses are making it hard to stand up or sit down.

Thanks to Bri for the video. Shooting while sailing is difficult. As you can see here, we had to slow the boats down as much as possible just to get some photons to register in the camera.