We had just poked out into the main channel when our 1973 British Seagull started to sputter, then it died. There was too much wind and not enough space to haul the sails and we were dead in the water.
I calmly scanned the harbor for a place to ditch out and there was none. I gave the engine a few pulls and nothing, this is when I noticed fuel dripping out of the carburetor. I called to Serena that we would try and scull back with the rudder. We had an incoming tide that pulled us along with the breeze as spectators lined the dock wondering what we would do. It was slow going but we made it back to our slip without incident. This turned out to be one of the shortest trips we had made only slightly beaten out by many of our initial Yuloh tests where something would always break within a hundred yards of the dock. All I can say is, back to the drawing board.
I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ~Thomas Edison