Minutes to Hours
There are amazingly beautiful days out sailing, seas are calm winds are fair. So lovely that you hate to drop anchor. Then there are those days that start out fine and turn gnarly, turning minutes to hours. Yesterday was one of those days. We checked the forecasts (yes- multiple predictions) and knew it could get zesty out there with the wind not being in an optimal direction for our destination- South Manitou. If we had made it to Manitou we could have had a relatively easy sail to Frankfort with winds in a more favorable direction. Sometime early afternoon after leaving Little Traverse Bay, things got big. Reflection is a great boat and handled well, but sheesh, we were heeled over and thumping into some pretty big waves. The jib was getting splashed up 3-4 feet and our deck was also getting splashed.…