Tacky

Learned something new this weekend, finally, this many years next to the big body of water...

See this guy in the white sailboat?

Sorry...the white one on the right.

Looks like he's going to hit the photographer.  The one making a swift cut across the path of every boat going the other way.  (Note:  the other white sailboats are going the other way.  Yep, I'm still getting the hang of maritime physics myself.)

I spent about ten minutes watching him thinking, "Why is he being so obstinate?  Just sail straight, silly."

I'm the silly one.  Turns out he couldn't.  He's "tacking," which means he's trying to get home.  And the wind's blowing the other way.

Godspeed, fella.