My curiosity about sailing occurred in a single moment 16 years ago while talking to one of my Professors. On the wall in his office was a beautiful picture of him and his family sailing on the waters of his home country - Norway. Everyone had smiles. Two weeks later I took my first sailing lesson. I was hooked. Two years later I purchased a 1965 Pearson Ariel. Perhaps it was the scrap of paper I found stuffed in the bottom of one of her cabinets with a receipt from a store in Hawaii that caught my imagination. Hmmmm.....Hawaii......some day.

I sailed the Pearson with a friend for 5 years. Never a moment of regret. A few years later I relocated from the San Francisco Bay Area to Portland, Oregon and soon felt the need for more spacious quarters. After many conversations and books I decided on a Westsail 32. To me it was a boat with beautiful lines and stout construction. Slower....well maybe....after all David King had won the 1988 Pacific Cup in his Westsail 32, Saraband. But I already new getting from point A to Point B could be done faster with just about anything other then a sail boat. I've owned Sunquest for 6 years. Once again....not a moment of regret. At least not until I discovered how daunting it was to prepare for the Single Handed Transpac. It has been an experience...