When I was 18, I was quite active in my hometown sailing community. I’d been involved in sailing since I was 9, and at this time I taught sailing to kids in my local club and in the summertime was out racing 3 nights a week. Shortly after I graduated from high school a friend of mine gave my name to a couple in Seattle who were looking for crew for one of their local races, and that’s how I came to know Ben and Jen. (note: they tell a slightly different story that is longer, and more embarrassing, so since this is my blog I’m going to leave those details out) Since then they both have been close friends of mine and subsequently Eliot’s as well. I jump on and sail with them any chance I get. This past November I was up in the NW photographing a wedding and the following weekend happened to be one of my favorite races. I’d always told Eliot about it, so when Ben and Jen offered us a ride on their boat we decided that sailing around the San Juans in early November was about the most fun thing a couple who lived in FL could do. Needless to say, the last 3 years in Florida have thinned our blood out a bit. But as it always is with Ben and Jen, it was an awesome time.