Tried to sail the Windrider twice before actually doing it. First time, it appeared windy here on the west side of the bay, but at the marina appeared nearly calm. Next try, the OPP boat was at the dock, so I opted to stay shoreside, just to avoid any possible inspection (although I have my operator's license and safety kit). Third time, the wind was light and fluky, but enough of this dallying. I waited around for Wolf to come on on his son Patrick's 'Rider, but when he did left him in the dust, working up toward the breeze and then catching a great ride to FoamHome and almost all the way back, with Wolf, meanwhile, drifting aimlessly near the marina.

And here is the inveterate lapdog taking advantage of a pushover.