As 'Duckers, we try to stay somewhat together. About 5 miles from the stopping point, we pulled up and waited for everyone to gather around. As he pulled in, Gordo snapped one of his leeboards.

It had been a rough start for our boats: Kevin broke a leeboard before we ever started (he repaired it,) I broke mine while trying to sail out to the Intercoastal Waterway at the very beginning, Jon broke his tiller somewhere along the way, and now this. Wheee!