Summer Sailing! Wind gently caressing your canvas, wildlife streaming about you, warm sun cascading down to blue waters, frothy white water jutting aside as your bow cuts through the waves. Get in as much as you can before the chill winds of autumn blow.

Here in the northeast that is not to far away. If your slaving over a hull on horses or under a tarp, just remember what us Red Sox fans like to say: "There's always next year!"