Bonds of US Sailing, US Navy etc. I've linked to an archive of John Bonds editorials when he was at US Sailing. This was one of my favorites. John Bonds archive What's the Sport About?June 1991 Incident to the name change issue [from USYRU to US SAILING], many of you included comments with your cards that came back. I was struck most by the comments of some that the only kind of sailing they did was racing. That caused me to really stop and think. I thought I was a pretty avid racer. In our short season here in New England, I logged 50 days of competition last summer, and yet racing is only part of the sailing I do. If I had to give up the non-racing part of my sailing, it would greatly reduce my enjoyment of the sport. To me, sailing is a whole life experience. More than that, it is a way of life. In the years when we were raising a family and moving every two years on less than munificent Navy pay, Beth and I were among the strongest advocates of boat ownership. We drove older cars; we made and finished our own furniture; Beth made her own clothes and many for the children; and I was a general handyman. All, in part, so we could afford to have a boat in which our whole family would participate. One of the aphorisms we derived was "a car is just a car—to get you from one place to another; a boat is a way of life." Our boats changed our lives, enriching us all in ways that nothing else could have done in those years, bringing us together as a family. The common experiences on the water made our family a solid, loving and mutually respectful unit. We wouldn't trade anything for those wonderful years; partly racing, partly cruising, partly daysailing—a whole way of life. I remember many racing days, of course, but some of my clearest memories are non-racing scenes. We have a photograph on our kitchen wall that shows Margaret at age nine, standing in the cockpit of our old Coronado 25 with the family basset hound, Albert, while I, son John and a male friend of his at age 10 are in the water alongside. Margaret's hands are on her hips and she's clearly saying "Oh, you boys!" That excursion was about a mile from where we docked the boat across Narragansett Bay to a little cove where the anchor was dropped, the mainsail furled roughly and where we all went for a swim after work. I suppose the point of all this is to suggest gently and yet fervently that if all you're doing is racing, you're denying yourself some really wonderful golden days that are available to you. It may be no more than an afternoon sail with just the main up while you reestablish your ties with the quiet side of life, or a trip across the bay with some children for an afternoon swim and unstructured boisterousness. Or it may be a family picnic. Of course, it can also be a week-long cruise or a charter in the Caribbean. But whatever it is, part of sailing is relaxing, reestablishing those links with our maritime heritage that somehow renews us. I'd urge you to try to find time for this non-racing activity in the midst of your competition. You'll be a more fulfilled person, and you'll probably race more successfully as well. Have a great summer!