Definitley my dad's passion, though now that I'm older I would love to get back into it, however I don't have the money for the repairs at the moment lol. True story: I took my new girlfriend on a sail race one time and it went so well I feel unbelievably corny telling it haha, it was a gorgeous day, wind made for an exciting but not too crazy race, Dad was only talk-shouting his orders instead his usual Captain Ahab howls to be polite, and at half way when we turned back (we were pretty far behind) the wind shifted and everyone bust out their front sails, with the sun sitting just low enough to enhance the crowd of bright, loud colors all front sails have without straining the eye. I mean this was some rom-com shit. Then literally as we crossed the finish line (buoy) our mast, out of nowhere, fell directly ontop of the seating section hahaha. Nobody was hurt (somehow), but the mast is still broken, and don't tend to be cheap.