Boating a beaches?? Yes, I have some stories to share.
The latest boating story was on Galveston Bay about a month ago. My brother was racing with the Houston Yacht club and I promised to challenge them in my 22' MacGregor. Actually, we were just going to maybe take some photos of the action. Those plans were changed once we got out though because the thought of having to wear clothes on such a fine day just didn't float with me. The GF and I set out around 10 am, sailing out near Kemah. This is a great place to watch different sailboat types, kinda like people watching at the mall. You see these magnificent boats that never hoist the sails. They motor out and motor in, calling it a trip. What??!!
Anyway, I had thrown the shorts through the forward hatch while raising the jib, that would help me forget them as we enjoyed the day. It was calm and the temperature was fantastic. I kept threatening to hoist the Genoa (larger jib), but my GF convinced me that we were moving along fine without it. We had a pod of dolphins follow us for over an hour. Coming up to the side, breaching, playing and rolling over to give us a wink. They were truly interested in us as much as we were in them. I regret that we didn't douse the sails and join them in the water.
There were many other boats, powered and sail, in the area, but plenty of room for everyone. I didn't flaunt my (and GF) clothing choice, but didn't go to great lengths hiding it either. I noticed a tri-hull a couple of times, but never was close enough to take notice. When it was time to call it a day, we dropped sails and jumped into the warm, murky water. When we were back on board and getting everything ready for the final trip in to the ramp when I noticed the tri-hull headed straight toward us. I had cranked the outboard and didn't want to get in their way. They apparently noted our turn towards shore and tacked port. It was then that I noted that they shared our idea of proper sailing attire. They went on their way, we on ours. Maybe we will run into them on our next adventure.
My brother was upset that there was little wind for a race and they didn't fair so well. It wasn't hard to brag about the day we had.
Be Bare, Be Safe,
Safebare