The honeymoon is officially over. We'd barely left the dock last night when Kate told Bob and me, in no uncertain terms, that she didn't want to see any accidental jibes. The pressure was on. We saved practicing jibes-which was not entirely successful-for the end of the lesson, but to our credit and Kate's relief, there were no accidental ones. And who wants to get hit in the head with the boom, anyway? It's a darn good reason to pay attention, which, when you think about it, should be a given.