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Took Fearless and my non-boat sweetie out this afternoon. When we left, the wind was blowing about 3 and we had the tiller tamer on and were eating sandwiches. When we got back to the dock, it was blowing about 30 and we were under jib alone. It was pretty wild. It was a reasonably gradual build-up, with just a bit of a quantum leap at the end there, and Fearless handled it well, although the rudder kicked up a couple times and the window in the jib tore. More wind than I'd had her out in before, although at least we weren't racing and could reduce sail promptly when it seemed called for.
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