That's him, framed between the boom, the 93 liter FSW, and the 4.7 sail. Hulse inbound at the Bowl Thursday. Earlier in the session I jibed too close to him on the outside for his liking, and he counseled me to watch out (Scott said I was nowhere near, but I don't like to crowd anyone.) Had my eye on him later when I watched a rare Hulse rejection as the sea said NO. Truth be told the lulls on the inside were wicked...I got dropped by one shortly after...but why tell the truth?
Two nice hours at the Bowl, y'all. Jonathan, Frank, John Natalie, Scott, Bruce, Pav, Hulse and moi. Thanks John for loaning me a harness line when mine snapped!
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