Two races for me, out of three, and I am still walking.

Beautiful day, but tricky sailing—ice continually getting softer and softer; and wind varying from brisk to nothing. I did not do a good job of rounding marks or coming downwind. But it was a good shakedown, and I can still walk. Sue come over to Pewaukee to join me for a late lunch, and to help me pack up.

Too sore to consider racing tomorrow.