tonight myself and two other desperados were chasing a late easterly on the lake. it was marginal and we were only planing occasionally.

in the dying rays of sundown the easterly started to kick.

so we sailed on for probably another half hour in very low light conditions. we could see each other and the shore, but the water was quite dark. you sailed almost completely by feel, not knowing when gusts were coming or how flat water was going into a gybe.

admittedly a touch dangerous, but very zen