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Sailing Long Winded

An Epic Journey for a Long-Winded Vessel

By
Marissa
Muller

LAST JUNE, my fiancé Josh and I settled on our new home together. Except this home wasn't at our preferred location. And this home wasn't a house. We just bought a new-to-us 1981 S2 9.2 center cockpit sailboat, named Sur la Mer. We got her from her second owners in Forked River, NJ, just off of the Barnegat Bay. We planned to live in Annapolis, but getting her there would be no easy task. We had two options: hiring a truck and paying per mile or taking a week off work and sailing her there ourselves. Being an adventurous couple, we chose the latter.

Long Winded at Safe Harbor Carroll Island | Sailing Long Winded | Marinalife
Long Winded at Safe Harbor Carroll Island

Over the course of a few weeks, we settled our affairs in Pennsylvania, where we were living at the time, sold Josh's business, packed our belongings into storage, and kept a handful of items for living aboard a boat. We vastly overestimated the amount of room we would have for clothes. With two adult humans and a 70-pound golden retriever, some things had to be sacrificed. We didn't need items such as long underwear and sweaters in summer, so those could go into storage until later.

On a beautiful Saturday morning, my parents drove us to New Jersey with a truck bed full of our downsized belongings and a dinghy. Jack, our golden boy, stayed with his grandparents, because we did not know when we would be hitting land or going ashore. After a three-hour drive, we successfully unloaded the truck, bid farewell to my family, and started loading the boat and stowing stuff away. For having a ton of storage space, it was grueling to figure out where everything would fit.

Early Sunday morning after saying goodbye to our temporary dock mates, we cast off our ropes from the pier and were honored with a mini impromptu ceremony from some old salts who sprayed an arc of water into the air. It was a beautiful and hilarious tribute to start our journey.

Our adventure began in Barnegat Bay. Unfortunately, a slight wind was directly at our bow, so we couldn't raise our sails. We motored through the bay for a few hours before we came to a huge step in our voyage and our lives the first time either of us had sailed in the Atlantic Ocean, or any ocean for that matter. It was emotional and strange to think that the next bit of land to our east was islands off Portugal's coast. We hadn't provisioned for a trans-Atlantic journey, so we just went south.

We were stunned as the ocean was strangely flat, and barely any waves made for a nice passage. Also, a couple pods of dolphins swam nearby, mamas and babies feeding in shallow areas.

After about three hours, the ocean became a little less calm as the wind picked up. Our last straw on the ocean was a wave breaking over our dodger-bimini combo. Luckily, we were only a short distance to Little Egg Inlet, which connects to the New Jersey Intracoastal Waterway, and found refuge in calmer waters. Unfortunately, we fought the tide all the way to Brigantine. Beautiful marshlands and wildlife lined the shores of the narrow channel. We pulled into an anchorage in Brigantine Beach around 8:00 p.m., made tacos and promptly passed out.

Chesapeake City from Pubic Domain Pictures | Sailing Long Winded | Marinalife
Chesapeake City from Public Domain Pictures

Monday morning, we woke up, ate peanut butter sandwiches and went on our merry way. Our destination was Cape May. We decided to give the Atlantic Ocean another chance and were greeted with two-foot swells, which was a nice change. We were also greeted by 30 times as many dolphins, playing and jumping, being cute and making it hard to get any work done.

At about 6:00 p.m., we pulled into Cape May and found a mostly empty anchorage, only a short dinghy ride into town. Stretching our legs felt great after two days of sailing. We restocked provisions after going through A LOT of peanut butter in two days and walked around town before heading back to the boat for bedtime.

Tuesday gave us the chance to relax. We expected rough seas, so we extended our stay in Cape May for a day. Josh went into town to get gas for the dinghy and diesel for the boat and did his own explorations. I stayed aboard and got ready to go to the beach. Cape May's free shuttle, or Jitney as they call it, runs from 11:00 a.m.-11:00 p.m. in peak season. It was quite handy and dropped us off right where we wanted to be.

During my internet wanderings, I noticed that Cape May has an abandoned military bunker from World War II. I had to go see it. After about a half hour walk up the beach, we reached the bunker, and I fought the urge to trespass into this fascinating piece of history left to the elements and graffiti artists.

A short walk up the beach was Cape May's lighthouse. For a small fee, we climbed the 199 steps to the top of the structure. Holy cow! They definitely need a Gatorade fountain at the top. The amazing view unveiled the harbor where Sur la Mer was anchored, another WWII lookout tower on the Delaware Bay, and even bits and pieces of Delaware itself. Going down the lighthouse steps was easier than going up, but for someone as unabashedly clumsy as myself, it was a handrail-clutching nightmare.

On Wednesday, we started late, because the harbor's only pump-out station did not open until 9:00 a.m. After we took care of business, we headed out into a little canal to the Delaware Bay. This bay was vast with relatively undeveloped coasts and no boat traffic, something we were unaccustomed to as we are local to the Chesapeake. It was a nice contrast until we broke down in the middle of it.

Things have gotten worse. But when you're in the middle of an unfamiliar bay with almost no phone service or passersby, and you lose all electric power to your boat, you feel helpless. Fortunately, we got a hold of a nice BoatUS towboat captain who happened to be a few miles away. He towed us to a Delaware City marina, just north of where we planned to anchor for the evening.

Starting the Journey on Long Winded | Sailing Long Winded | Marinalife
Starting the Journey on Long Winded

Under tow we diagnosed our issue and learned that our batteries were never grounded, so they were actively losing power and not holding any kind of charge. The shop where Sur la Mar had previously gotten repairs said they put in all new wiring and batteries. That was true; they just didn't do it even close to correctly. Once at a dock, we spent a few hours sweating and turning our pockets out, and fixed the problem temporarily. We fell asleep exhausted, ready to continue our journey the next morning.

Thursday consisted of back tracking about half a mile down Delaware Bay to the C&D Canal that would take us to the Chesapeake Bay. The canal's amazing landscape hosts banks lined with lovely houses and bike trails. The bridges were stunning, and the little towns built on the water looked like villages in a storybook. We saw our first lift bridge, an old vertical lift for the railroad and the only drawbridge left on the C&D as others were replaced with high-level fixed crossings.

It's a perfect passage for coming down the coast, especially if you want to reach the northern Chesapeake but don't want to spend days traveling on the ocean. The canal is dredged for shipping traffic, so the depths aren't a problem for larger cruisers. We passed through Chesapeake City, a town split in two when the canal was built. It's a picturesque village with marinas, quaint shops and restaurants on both sides.

We ended up at Hances Point Yacht Club, a hidden gem northeast of Havre De Grace. We weren't members, but they were incredibly accommodating, taking a small donation for the beer fund in exchange for a mooring. The self-described do it yourselfers are members who care for the whole club, grounds and facilities by themselves. Their camaraderie made me want to join the club.

While attempting to take the dinghy up to the lodge, no matter how much we throttled up, we got nowhere. Turns out it's hard to get anywhere when your motor doesn't have a propeller. Who knew? We left Friday after Josh borrowed a club member's car, drove to West Marine and replaced our dinghy prop.

The trip from Havre De Grace to Rock Hall was strangely uneventful compared to the prologue that began the week. The trip was swift. We moored at Swan Creek Marina in Rock Hall, one of our preferred getaways. This quaint town has a beach and Watermen's Museum. Nicknamed The Pearl of the Chesapeake, Rock Hall was once home to the Tolchester Beach Amusement Park, long since closed in the mid-1900s.

On Saturday, we made our way to Annapolis. I motored the boat under the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, which was the first time I'd ever been at the helm when crossing under. I screamed inside as Josh dozed next to me in the cockpit. Once on the other side, we were FINALLY able to pull some sail and feel like real sailors, if only for a while. It was appropriate as we were just outside of Annapolis, ending our trip on a perfect note.

We pulled into the marina around 5:00 p.m., and our home finally arrived at where it was supposed to be, awaiting her new name. We christened her Long Winded.

After a few weeks, it still feels surreal to live on a 30-foot sailboat in Annapolis. It's like being on vacation, but we still work and live normal lives. We feel blessed and grateful for the luck, love and help from family and friends to make it here. We couldn't have done it alone.

Marissa Muller is the 3rd Place Winner of Marinalife's 20th Anniversary Story Contest.

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Our Adventures between the Great Lakes from Detroit to Port Huron
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My husband Tim and I spent 2021 traveling 8,000 miles around the Great Loop. Like many, we wanted to cruise in Canada, but we didn’t get the green light for entry in time. We were initially bummed, but our mood quickly shifted as we discovered some of our favorite stops on the stretch that kept us in U.S. waters, including our journey between Lake Erie and Lake Huron.

Stop 1: Belle Isle

Estimated Mileage: 2 NM

Belle Isle is the largest city-owned island park in America, located on the Detroit River between the United States and Canada. The island’s only marina is the Detroit Yacht Club, which has a limited number of transient slips for reciprocal members, so it’s best to explore while keeping your boat at Milliken Marina. 

Roughly 1,000 acres, Belle Isle is home to an aquarium, maritime museum, botanical garden, beach, picnic areas and playgrounds that provide a plethora of options to explore. You won’t find great spots to grab a bite to eat, so we recommend stopping at Atwater Brewery on the way back to the marina.

Stop 2: Harrison Township, Lake St. Clair

Estimated Mileage: 24 NM

Often referred to as the Great Lake’s smaller cousin, Lake St. Clair is large enough to easily keep your distance from freighters yet small enough to explore in a day.

By boat, you can visit several of the lake’s swimming spots in Anchor and Bouvier Bays (or “Munchies” Bay as the locals say), popular for their clear water and hard bottoms. After an afternoon of swimming, cruise through the Clinton River and tie up at one of several restaurants catering to a lively boater scene for a drink and meal. Crews Inn is one of our favorites for their fun atmosphere and great food.

Lake St. Clair Metropark Marina is a popular spot for transients. The marina is located in the park, so after docking, enjoy the expansive park’s beaches, trails, picnic areas and swimming pool.

Stop 3: Port Huron, MI

Estimated Mileage: 44 NM

Port Huron is home to the start of one of the longest fresh-water races in the world called the Port Huron to Mackinac Sailing Race, and the port is a charming and boater-friendly destination.

Ideal for its central location and friendly members, Port Huron Yacht Club is a great place for tying up, sipping a drink at the clubhouse and avoiding the drawbridges on the Black River. Another popular spot is about a mile farther down the river at the 95-slip River Street Marina.

Port Huron is home to the Island Loop Route National Water Trail, a 10-mile loop through the Black River, Lake Huron and St. Clair River. Your dinghy is a must through the Black River and for exploring the town and clear waters by boat.

Walk a mile along the Blue Water River Walk that runs along the St. Clair River. Be sure to leave enough time to watch the freighters go by and delve into the area’s history that is shared along the route. Continue a couple of miles farther to Lighthouse Park, where you can enjoy an afternoon at the beach and swim in Lake Huron’s crystal clear water.

During a stroll downtown, check out the Knowlton’s Ice Museum of North America to discover the history of local ice harvesting that took place along the Great Lakes.

When you’ve done enough activities to work up an appetite, Casey’s is the place for delicious breadsticks and pizza. For a more upscale option, you can’t go wrong with anything on the menu at The Vintage Tavern. Maria’s Downtown Café offers a hearty breakfast, and Raven Café or Exquisite Corpse Coffee House are great options for a cup of coffee.

Kate Carney is a writer and Great Gold Looper who traveled 8,000 miles on Sweet Day, a 31-foot Camano trawler. Learn more about her and her husband’s adventures on lifeonsweetday.com

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Cruising Cartagena: A Worthy Destination
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Route planning can sometimes be more about what you choose to miss rather than what you include. Time in country can be surprisingly short for many cruisers, as seasonal weather requires you to plot a destination and move toward it on a relatively strict timeframe. Often you leave little room for detours and deviations. If a country isn’t on your track, it is left in your wake forever. 

The problem is, unplanned destinations often crop up and fitting them in can become a priority.  Colombia was never a name on our cruising destinations list until we arrived in the Southern Caribbean, but the closer we got to South America the more frequently the name Cartagena cropped up. At the time our focus was on transiting the Panama Canal and cruising the remote Pacific Islands, so detouring to a big city didn’t appeal. However, we were going from low-key islands in the Atlantic to low-key islands in the Pacific, so an injection of high-speed would be a nice change of pace. With a large, sheltered bay, busy metropolitan city, UNESCO World Heritage Site and the vivacious Latin culture, Colombia was our unexpected add-on. 

As the date for our transit to Colombia neared, rumors started to spread concern. We heard reports of strong winds, poor anchorages and crime off the north coast of Colombia, as reasons to avoid the country. The winds that funnel around the coast create a wind acceleration zone, resulting in high winds and steep seas. Would we be driving our boat Aeta into a chaotic washing machine? Colombia has a history of violent crime. Would we lose everything not padlocked to the deck or hidden on our bodies? Everyone spoke of rough anchorages and the need to stay in marinas. Could our budget survive? 

The more we heard of Colombia, however, the more the sense of adventure outweighed calls for caution. As sailors, how could we not be drawn to a city steeped in piracy, conquest and gold? As travelers, how could we not fall under the spell of a vibrant city thriving behind old, fortified walls? Plus, we’d get a break from our lazy sun-drenched Caribbean beach days to drink “aquadentes” under the twinkling lights strung above Cartagena’s rooftop bars and dance until dawn in the city’s famous salsa clubs. We re-drew the travel plan for the season and decided to sail for Cartagena. 

The Old Amid the New

Cartagena’s dramatic high-rise skyline rose up on the horizon as we closed our two-day passage from Bonaire to Colombia, giving our first indication of the different pace that lay ahead of us. As we entered through the eastern entrance to Bocagrande, our echo-sounder bounced from 10 to 3 meters, registering an underwater breakwater that was built in the mid-1700s to close off the northern entrance to the bay and force access to Cartegena by sea past the heavily fortified southern entrance. 

Old military forts that once protected the Spanish from foreign invaders now stood idle, welcoming inbound traffic from all over the world. Today, Cartagena is Colombia’s main container port and processes around 1,600 vessels each year, including container ships, cruise ships, bulk carriers and the odd cruising yacht. The cannons that point seaward are no longer a threat to foreign interest.

Sailing past these 500-year-old fortifications is a reminder that much of Cartagena’s past is deeply woven into its present. Old forts stand beside modern skyscrapers that line the shoreline of Playa de Bocagrande, Cartagena’s version of Miami Beach. Empty turrets stand next to busy modern housing complexes and sections of fortress break way to streets and pedestrian walkways. La Ciudad Amurallada, Cartagena’s historic walled city, is the most well-preserved and complete fortification in South America. As in the past, horse and cart roll down old cobblestone streets; however, they are now interrupted by lengthy traffic jams. 

Perfectly preserved colonial architecture has been repurposed into swanky cafés, upmarket restaurants, local residences and boutique shops. The 11 kilometers of old city wall are a unique feature, as you can circumnavigate the city by walking on top of them. The old, exposed brick covered in beautifully painted graffiti and covered in brightly blooming jacaranda is a perfect example of how the past has been woven into the present, creating one of the most beautiful cities in the world.

We enjoyed every minute of our time in Cartagena. We wandered through San Felipe de Barajas Castle and learned about the constant pirate assaults and colonial invasions, then strolled through the convent and chapel of La Candelaria de la Popa, a beautiful church that sits atop the city’s highest hilltop, Mount Popa. We walked throughout the old walled city a dozen times, seeing popular landmarks from statues of Simón Bolivar and India Catalina that stand in central plazas to gold museums, theater houses, slave quarters and bull rings held within beautiful colonial buildings. We found a dozen or so Spanish colonial-style churches and cathedrals spread throughout the city. 

When we were done sightseeing, we soaked up the colorful Colombian environment. We relaxed in street side cafés, listened to buskers strumming local tunes, window-shopped outside upmarket designer boutiques, ate scrumptious local chow in hole-in-the-wall restaurants and gazed at the provocative murals and graffiti that are displayed throughout the city. 

While ambling through backstreets and staring at magnificent street art, I remembered the list of reasons not to come to Cartagena, and crime topped the list. When everything around me left me buzzing with delight, I wondered what the negative comments were about.

Little Reason for Concern

After gaining first-hand experience, we saw that many of the streets considered too dangerous 20 years ago are now popular hangout spots filled with funky cafes and swanky bars, trendy artisan shops and local art galleries. Rough turned bohemian, and the historically volatile neighborhoods had transformed into a hip, artistic quarter that drew international visitors by the thousands. While I was wary of pickpockets, I had no cause for concern regarding serious crime.

Poor anchorages and restrictions to marinas were also mentioned, but we stayed just outside the Club Nautico de Cartagena marina with our anchor buried deep in the mud. The only rough movement we experienced was created by daily tour boats rushing past us and stirring up significant chop. If you do Cartagena right as a busy tourist, daytime discomfort is irrelevant. By the time you return to your slip, tour boats are tucked in their berths and the peaceful quiet of a flat, calm anchorage surrounded by a city full of sparkling lights presents a view no fancy hotel could match.

Regarding caution with strong winds, the place of greatest intensity is the water between Punta Gallinas and Cabo Augusta. Approach the area with a good forecast, but it requires nothing more than standard good seamanship. The winds can be strong, and the swell can be large, but with a proper forecast you need not avoid the north coast of Colombia. We enjoyed remote, peaceful bays of the Tayrona National Park and the bustle of our anchorage in Cartagena’s busy port, but planned our movement between them with a quick weather check. With time and prudence, entry into the country doesn’t warrant precautions out of the norm.

After experiencing Colombia firsthand, we start a new rumor — Cartagena is a fantastic cruising destination. The winds are manageable, safe anchorages are plentiful and serious crime is a carryover from a bygone era. Take your time, check your weather, trust your anchor and go have big city fun. I came to Cartagena uncertain about what lay ahead, but in a matter of days I’d fallen for its charm. I could stay in the area for weeks, months, even years. Given a sturdy A/C unit, I could stay indefinitely. 

The people are friendly, the topography varied, the cruising options abundant. The city is a living history, blending the old and the new, the past and the present. It is radiant, vibrant and absorbing. 

Adding Colombia to our itinerary was a fantastic diversion, and if it lays as a detour from your route, do yourself a favor: rewrite the plan. Make sure you don’t look back and see it left behind in your wake. A dog-leg isn’t a detour when it holds all that Cartagena offers. It is the destination.

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Women Take to the Water In Boating Groups & Clubs
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It’s 5:30 p.m. on a Friday. Do you know where your wife, mother, daughter or sister is? She might be at the Chicago Yacht Club, launching off in a learn-to-sail lesson in the summer series that’s part of the Women on the Water Program.  Or, if she’s in the Florida Keys, you could find her relaxing ashore after a day casting about in a Ladies, Let’s Go Fishing! tournament. Or maybe she’s cruising the Intracoastal Waterway in North Myrtle Beach on a pontoon boat with friends, all members of Freedom Boat Club’s Sisters group. 

Nationwide nowadays, many groups and clubs are oriented specifically toward female boaters. Some are exclusively for women, others are clubs within co-ed clubs, and still others are part of century-old all-inclusive organizations that now offer opportunities for the ladies.

“A boater is a boater; it’s anyone who loves being on the water. Still, for many years and often today, boating is viewed as a man’s sport. That’s changing as more opportunities become available for women to get out on the water,” says Mary Paige Abbott, the past Chief Commander of the U.S. Power Squadrons, rebranded as America’s Boating Club with 30,000 members — 30% of them women. The century-plus-old organization opened its membership to females in 1982.

Women making waves in boating isn’t new. New York-born Hélène de Pourtalès was the first female to win a medal sailing in the 1900 Olympics. Helen Lerner, who with her husband Michael and friend Ernest Hemingway founded the Bahamas Marlin & Tuna Club in 1936, recorded a women’s first record catch of a swordfish off Nova Scotia. In 1977, Betty Cook landed a first-place finish in the powerboat world championships held in Key West. These examples are extraordinary but only exceptions to the rule that boating is a male-dominated sport. 

Today, the tide is turning. Take sports fishing for example. About 36% of Americans who went fishing last year were women, an all-time participation high, according to the 2021 Special Report on Fishing by the Recreational Boating & Fishing Foundation, a nonprofit dedicated to increasing involvement in recreational angling and boating.

WHY WOMEN?

Why not? That’s what led Betty Bauman to start Ladies, Let’s Go Fishing! in 1997. Since then, this organization of which Bauman is founder and chief executive officer, hosts weekend seminar series dubbed the No-Yelling School of Fishing, as well as tournaments throughout Florida and abroad. To date, Bauman has empowered more than 9,000 women to sportfish.  

“I attended ICAST (International Convention of Allied Sportfishing Trades, the world’s largest sportfishing trade show) when I had a public relations agency. The American Sportfishing Association’s director asked in a speech why weren’t more women in fishing? After all, as he pointed out, the sport wasn’t reaching some 50% of the potential market. I thought to myself, women don’t want to feel uncomfortable or get yelled out. So, I came up with a way to teach women the basics. How to tie knots, how rods and reels work, and how to make value assessments when fishing, not just following what their husbands yell at them to do or going down in the galley to make sandwiches,” says Bauman.

Women learn differently from men, and that’s the benefit of learning boating skills with and from other women. Just ask Debbie Huntsman, the past president of the National Women’s Sailing Association (NWSA).

“My husband and I were taking a learn to sail class years ago. I saw another boat in the distance and asked the instructor, who was a man, what I needed to do to be sure we didn’t have a collision. He answered that it was just like going down the aisle at the supermarket with a shopping cart; you just know not to hit another cart. That didn’t do it for me,” Huntsman tells. 

The 1990-founded NWSA is a group of national and international women sailors. It supports its members via everything from a library of instructional videos taught by women, for women, to its annual conference, which features hands-on workshops and on-the-water coaching.

“I think women tend to be more meticulous in their learning. They want to know all the moving parts and why they move. They want to do it right and do it perfectly whether men are onboard or not. That’s what I see,” says Karen Berry, VP of operations at Freedom Boat Club (FBC) of the Grand Strand, in Myrtle Beach, SC.

FBC offers free boating training and safety education to all members, including those in the 2017-founded Freedom Boating Diva program, which Berry helped to launch. The group is now called the Freedom Boat Club Sisters group, and 40% of the clubs nationwide now have a Sister component. Members enjoy time on the water together, training activities, social events and boatloads of camaraderie.

CAMARADERIE & NETWORKING

More so than a one-and-done class, many women-centric boating groups and clubs feature ongoing and year-round events. A good example is Women on the Water, a club within a club run by the Chicago Yacht Club’s (CYC) Women’s Committee. The group’s Friday night learn-to-sail series in Sonar 23s only takes place during the summer. The rest of the year, the women (an eclectic group of boating-oriented 20-somethings to 70-plus-year-olds, singles and marrieds, professionals and retirees) meet monthly for educational programs, networking events and happy hours.

“We’ve done everything from a sunset powerboat tour to admire the architecture of the Chicago skyline to a cooking class taught by the club’s pastry chef. During the pandemic, we continued to meet virtually. We had the female president of the U.S. Naval War College speak. We met some of the crew of the Maiden Factor, which is sailing the world to promote women’s sailing, and we had one of our own speak — Maggie Shea, who raced in the 2020 Olympics. The fact that our events fill up and sell out almost immediately tells you there’s a need for this,” says Nancy Berberian, head of the CYC’s Women’s Committee.

Similarly, the nearly four-decade-old Women’s Sailing Association (WSA) at the Houston Yacht Club hosts a residential women’s sailing camp. The Windward Bound Camp, one of the first of its kind in the nation, organizes racing, educational and social events throughout the year.  

“Our sailing socials allow time on the water with other women in a non-competitive environment.  Yearly, we organize a ‘Sail to High.’ Yes, we wear lovely hats and gloves on the sailboat and dock at someone’s home for tea and trimmings,” says Jane Heron, WSA president.

More recently, Women on the Water of Long Island Sound (WOWLIS) was born, made up currently of more than 250 women from 14 yacht clubs in Connecticut and New York who love to sail, race, learn and socialize. 

“It started as a Supper Series, as a way to connect women across our venues,” says Cathleen Blood at WOWLIS. “Now, there is regularly held one-design racing on Ideal 18s, team and fleet racing events, chalk talks and clinics, summer regattas, frostbiting in the spring, and an annual winter meeting to plan for the year ahead. 

To participate in most of these events, you must be a member of one of the yacht clubs. In this way, it’s all about getting clubs to commit to training and get more women on the water. There’s a real advantage. Say there’s a race I want to sail. I’m never stuck for crew. I have a pool of over 200 women, whether I know them or not, I can ask. We’re all united by a shared love of sailing.”

A SAMPLING OF WAYS FOR WOMEN TO GET ON THE WATER

Chicago Yacht Club’s Women on the Water


Freedom Boat Club Sisters Program


Houston Yacht Club Women’s Sailing Association


Ladies Let's go Fishing


National Women’s Sailing Association


Women on the Water Long Island Sound

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