Terri and I drove out to Muskegon around noon today. Very little wind, but the flags were slightly fluttering, and there were a lot of sailboats out on the lake with full sails up (looked like a regatta either about to start, or just finishing up), so we decided to give it the old college try.
We managed to get some movement out of our sails today, but rarely got over 2 knots in speed all day, mostly hovering around 1 knot, at a dead crawl. After slowly puttering around Lake Muskegon for an hour or so, we turned on the engine and headed out to the big lake to see if it was any better out there. It was, but only marginally. We sailed in a northwesterly direction for a while at our top speed of the day (maybe 2 knots, maybe 2 and a half), but then turned around for the slow ride back when the wind died once again. Once in the channel, we motored the rest of the way back to the marina, tied up, then proceeded to take down and put away the sails for the year. The rest of the month is looking pretty busy with other activities, and we are scheduled for haul out at the end of October.
After the last sail was folded up and put away, I looked around for Terri, but she was nowhere to be seen. Eventually found her laying down in the grass down by the parking lot. She had another of her mysterious 'vertigo' attacks, and after a bout of vomiting and a shaky walk back to the car, some light nourishment at McDonalds on the way home, more vomiting in the parking lot, we headed home. She's been on the couch the rest of the day, afraid to move, afraid to eat. Not sure what triggered it. Hopefully it passes overnight, because I'm going to need her help as we try to chop up a fallen tree in the backyard on Sunday afternoon.
Photos to come later, once I get them from Terri's camera (of the sail, not the aftermath).