A late night and an early morning left me feeling like a million bucks.....Green and wrinkly. Reading the first line of the weather predictions looking for inspiration to get my achy-shake body in gear, I thought 14 to 18 knot winds didn't sound too bad. Then I read the next line, which read gusts into the mid-20 knot range. Wait! What? Where'd that come from? That wasn't there yesterday.
A sensible geezer might have thought that it sounds like a perfect day to rock back in the old Lazy Boy,, good book in hand, cat in lap, shrouded against the chill by a warm Afghan pulled tightly around the lower torso and extremities.
Bur I don't have a Lazy Boy or the good sense Implicit in the previous paragraph, so I went down and rigged Synergy for a day on the water. As a concession to my geezerhood. I did tie in the first reef as I raised the mainsail, but I carried the full jib.
It was a lot of fun blast reaching up to the bridge in the 15-18 knot winds at boat speeds in the 8-10 knot range. But over time the gusts got bigger and by the time that the steady winds were in the high teens and the gusts somewhere in the mid-20's, I decided that there really was such a thing as too much fun and swung back for home.