Not Your Normal Regatta
Our boat heels and bow waves crash over her. She rides the waves like a rollercoaster gone berserk. Spray like shards of glass glitters in the tropical sunlight.
"High side," yells the skipper, a seaman from Petit Martinique with the evocative name of Emmanuel Bethel.
We scramble to starboard while "Savvy" overtakes another boat. It's stocky instead of graceful, solid instead of sleek. But it, too, slices the sea.