If you look at these boats; the sail area, the size of the gear, and no winches to speak of. It really was a time of iron men and wooden ships. The boats needed a long course for a race because of the time involved in setting this much sail.
These two wonderful one-third scale America's Cup boats are listed for sale with Harry Morgan at Sparkman & Stephens.
For me, running was an acquired taste. I think it was the idea of mental determination that I found intriguing. It is something that is learned. I kept running until I was nearly 40. In college I was running nearly 10 miles a day; part of my regimen in preparation for sailing. Along with lifting weights, it served me well. Today I just cannot find the interest.
In 1968 I sailed the Bermuda and Trans-Atlantic races. Finishing in Travemunde, Germany. My friend John Watson and I had the clever idea of selling our plane tickets, buying a car, touring Europe, selling the car at the end of the summer and buying tickets home. The problem was that the very second hand car we bought died within a few days. 
I awoke to thick damp fog and although the forecast was for it to clear and the wind to fill from the west; I was skeptical. The forecast was exactly right. I discovered why Lee likes sailing so much in Fishers Island Sound; the view.
As I continue to "mine" my papers and photographs, new material comes to light. I have previously written about my "Carina" years and the Nye family. Not enough can be said about their involvement in yachting. Here are copies of the Bermuda newspaper after our win. and a photo of Bodie Rhodes and one of his daughters Robin.
I first met Burt Darrell in 1970 after the Bermuda Race. We had work done at his yard. In the succeeding years I would always visit and help out at the yard, as the finish of a Bermuda Race would push the limits of the usual island time. I looked forward to it, as I was rewarded with many stories of the sailing past. He was a man of enormous understated charm. Often I was invited to lunch at his house, again understated, well hidden from the public. A house he built himself with lumber salvaged from wrecks on the reefs surrounding Bermuda. The House was built of teak. 
It became an annual event The "Americans" verses the "French". Before we left the Pyrenees at the end of the summer there would be a championship game. Our team comprised of my children, myself, and Michel riviere d'arc, who while a true frenchman ( directly descended from Joan of Arc) rounded out the number of our team. Our opponents, rode everyday and competed regularly, and were not about to lose to a pickup team of children and old men. The game was rough with aggressive play. I received a horses head in the jaw; and more than once someone tried to rub me off my horse while dipping for the ball. 
Virginie Heriot a "chic" french yachtswoman. competing in the 1928 Olympics in the 8 meter class winning a gold medal. As you can see she did it with style.
Indeed, it is all connected. I must have met Hoyle and Diane at the Newport Boat Show, I am no longer certain of the date. The show was held on Goat Island. I bought sail number 48 shortly after that. 
