Fifty Years of Fun and Function
When I was a junior sailor during the 1970s, fleets of Sabots, Lasers, and Lehman 12s crisscrossed the channels of Marina del Rey during our summer evening races. It was a quintessential Southern California scene every night—until the windsurfers showed up out of the blue. I’ll never forget the first time a fleet of them participated. It was the start of a groundbreaking movement.
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