Day 043/17. Men and their toys.

A very cold walk around a small lake near to us. The (presumably) local model yacht club were holding races around a marked course. Very rigidly organised with countdown commentary and offical judge with binoculars and a clipboard.
I made the mistake of asking one gentleman about the models, after being told they were 1 Metre Class with limitations on sail area and keel ballast I politely wandered off. Clearly there is a lot more detail if I had wanted it. And they were very dedicated.
I used to fly model aircraft as a kid, but these guys were all well over 55. And not a woman in sight......perhaps they had all been told 'for god's sake George, go out and get a hobby'.