Here's the view of the starting line for last night's race where the Patapsco River meets the Chesapeake Bay near Baltimore. I turned around on the way to the start as painful memories of last year's all night rough ride in the Governor's Cup tingled up and down my aging spine. Feeling a bit cowardly, I told the crew, "I'm buying us all beers--we're going in." After 40 minutes crews from the other boats started showing up in the same bar. The fleet abandoned the race after the start when the race course took them directly into one of these squalls.
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