One last picture of our fleet heading across the lake before the camera goes into Frank's water-proof bag. A lot of action went unrecorded by Al's camera since it was so well wrapped, that Al was too lazy to get it out. We did however have lots of fun beating up towards the lighthouse before turning around and hoisting the spinnaker. After a snarl-up on the first attempt, the second attempt was successful and we had a very brief plane before the wind died down and we decided to gybe the spinnaker, a course change which oddly enough left us pointing straight at the marina and bar in Westport. Since Frank had not been there last time (in 2000), we felt he should have the whole experience and decided to make a brief stop at the bar before following the group. Well, one beer led to another, and then it rained for a while, and all in all, we were there longer than we had anticipated.