Each year on our anniversary we seem to find ourselves at a Laser
Master World Championship. Scott and I have both competed in Brazil, England, and
Spain and this year we celebrate 28 years of marriage in France! La vie est
belle, n’est-ce pas? This year, as in the last two events, Scott will be on his
own and I, his trusty Sherpa. I
have decided that I am too small to compete against men larger than me in a radial but
just learned that there is a 4.7 fleet that has been added to the competition
so that just might change things for me in the future.
On Friday, Scott and I arrived in Hyères via Boston, Munich,
Marseille then car. While it took
us a while to get to the venue, it proved to be a good thing as when we arrived
to register, the lines were gone and it took only an hour to get Scott’s boat
measured in and ready to go. While we were getting things in order a lovely
French bird pooped on my shoulder and much to Scott’s disgust, I started
laughing and declared that to be good luck. He’s not sure about that but I
think it’s a sign!
The event this year is huge with over 500 competitors
representing 25 countries. In the laser “Standard Master” fleet alone there are 116 competitors with four past world champions included. So, Scott has assured me that
his work is cut out and that the bird poop doesn't mean Sh@#%.
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