It started out not so very late.
Evening-ish, and Henry, Amy and the kids met T and I (and the kids) out in Holland. Being short-staffed, Henry and Henry John were asked to accompany the sailors, to which they readily agreed. Amy, Megan and I took the 'lil ones for a walk.
And Ginger...can't forget Ginger.
Megan and Adalynn played at the beach.
One clothed.
One naked.
Then it started to get late...
...and the first sailboats finished.
We waited for our boys to arrive...
...and waited...
...and waited...
...and waited some more...
This was the scene when they finally pulled in to the slip.
Not exactly daylight anymore, boys.
Henry John certainly looked the part, and I guess he experienced all facets of sailboat racing. The race started fast; with a great start, rolling waves and blustery wind galore. Almost 3 legs into it life slowed down...when the committee boat passed them with mark in hand and calling off the race, the wind speed measurer thing (can ya tell i don't sail?!) was reading "0.00 knots". i.e. "Going nowhere fast." Sounds like a night where Mother Nature is PMS'ing. Better luck next week, boys! 
