Sunday dawned way windier than we'd expected. We were on the fence about sailing, because it would be Julie's first time out this season, and we'd have Brian's sister, Kathy, aboard, who's not a sailor and who's prone to seasickness. But around noon, the wind abated some, so we decided to get the 1 o'clock bridge. My brother-in-law, Dan, had come up from Newport to do some work on his 29-foot Legacy, which is just a stone's throw from Magdalena's mooring, but we hijacked him for the sail. I guess work can always wait. Dan, Charlie, and I planned to meet the rest of the crew on the other side of the bridge. Before leaving the mooring, Charlie put a reef in the sail, which ended up being a very good idea. I've only watched him do this once before. It doesn't look like rocket science, but I still want a lesson in it. Chaz asked if I wanted to take Magdalena through the bridge, but I declined, citing wind conditions.