

I am a geneticist who has worked in academia and industry and am interested in talking about issues related to genetics and evolution.
Yesterday my wife, her mother and I enjoyed beautiful blue skies, pleasant temperatures and stiff breezes as the Windchaser bent to the wind. Being Sunday, there were many other sailors on the water enjoying beautiful views while providing them to folks on shore. Our poodle enjoyed the adventure except for extreme healing that made its positioning difficult in the cockpit well. This annoyance was compensated for by snacks along the way. The only difficulty was that the pickup buoy on the mooring became tangled in the pendent. I had dropped my passengers off at the dock and was single handing. Untangling the pickup buoy required leaning over the side during a slow pass and giving it a yank. Thus freed, the rest of the operation went without a hich.
This was a two day adventure. My Swedish friend and I meet in S. Freeport Monday for a sail around Harpswell Neck back up to
Hans and I sleep on the boat. In the morning we had Rye Crisp and peanut butter with coffee for breakfast. Perhaps this is a Swedish thing. The weather report sounded bad with hail and heavy rain predicted for the afternoon so the four of us got an early start on the way back to