I Shot the Cannon

When living in a new town, persistence makes friends. When living in a new town on the water, persistence makes new friends with boats.

Maura and I have joined the St. Michaels Wednesday Night Race committee, which runs the sailboat races. So every Wednesday at 4:50 after work we meet on the museum’s docks to set up the course, run, and time three sailboat races. (This week they let me fire the cannon to indicate when the first boat in each class had crossed the finish line.)

It has been a great way to learn about sailing, and spend an evening a week on the water. But more than anything, it has been a great way to make friends. With the luxury of an extended wait time between starting the races and boats finishing the course, we have abundant time for socializing and snacking. And when, like this week, your motor breaks down after the end of the last race and you have to wait for another boat to come tow you into shore, you have even more time to enjoy each other’s company!

Seriously, Wednesday nights are perhaps the best night of my week!