The Flying Scot North American Championships (NACs) begins with a welcome dinner. Toms River Yacht Club fed us a whole bunch of delicious homemade treats -- heavy hors d'oevres from deviled eggs to baked ziti. And lots of desserts.
One of the racers' sons' slide into his plate of chocolate crumbs pretty much sums up my state of mind at the end of the day.
Monday and Tuesday brought qualifying races (no photos as we have our hands full with the boat). Followed by more convivial meals. More chat. More drinks. More lounging around and talking about what just happened.
Wednesday = the start of racing under bright, sunny skies and a romping sea-breeze.
What's not to like about this sport?