David’s Cape Dory. He took us out sailing on two separate days. The Atlantic was so calm it was like a lake compared to the Pacific. We have never, ever seen the Pacific like that! No wonder they call the Atlantic “the pond.” Nevertheless there was enough wi d to almost bury the rails. It was refreshing, romantic and nostalgic, considering our own boat is trapped in To gal it made us even more homesick for Cool Change but at the same time it gave us a lovely reminder of the joys of sailing.