So there we were.....trying to get some excitement out of a long, uneventful day of light winds. The wife was riding the leeward hull and I was in the center of the tramp, trying to get the hull to fly in a 5-8 breeze. Before I knew it, a small puff blew us over and we were swimming in 63 degree water. The winds were so light that it didn't even make a difference where we pointed the mainsail when we righted it. It would not have been so bad, but I pranged my ankle landing on the main sail.
If I wasn't laughing so hard, I may have noticed the pain in my foot.
.....a good day.
