It was a cold and foggy day with a steady southerly breeze. There had been a storm the day before and we were confronted by sizable rollers. With no Loran or GPS on board we also had to worry about navigation. I remember Goerge saying “The first one to spot the mark gets a shot of rum”, as only George could say it. It wasn’t difficult because he had put us right on the layline. We rounded the mark, popped the chute, and surfed for twelve miles. The whole time George was directing us to pump the sails and shift our weight. We never had time for the rum at the rounding but we all enjoyed a shot as we sailed in from the finish line knowing we had done well.

George was a great sailor, a friend, and a mentor. He will be sorely missed.