|Carl and the Bucket excited to see the Sound|
|Sunglasses make it official|
|It's a go|
|Carl takes the helm and Scott keeps an eye on the shape of the sails|
The sails never did flail as predicted. We motored only upon return to marina. The Velvet Sky hummed a beautiful tune as the wind filled her sails and she glided peacefully and easily around the Sound the day after Thanksgiving.