Around 1984. Logged alot of nautical miles on this C&C35Mk 1. A typical Saturday DRYA race would include over 200 boats. Only dacron back then, no bow sprits, just fun sailing using muscle to get around the course.
Once in awhile you bump into a touching moment. After three weeks of bitter cold and snow on Little River, a caring ice-fisherman threw a perch to this starving Blue Heron.