How did I get into sailing.. well that’s simple because I did not. My parents actually decided that they might like sailing, so they bought a CS22 with absolutely no sailing experience whatsoever. How would they learn? So there I was, eight years old at the Collingwood Sailing School. It turns out that after a few times taking their boat out, having the mast come down (they broke the automatic furler) as well as almost getting knocked down, they really didn’t like sailing at all. Not to mention my father’s inability to listen to an eight year old, and later on a fourteen year old, and still further an actual sailing instructor. But on the other hand, I fell in love! I spent the past six summers coaching sailing at that very same place I started, spent two full summers before that volunteering, and the previous five years going through my levels. I have been around the Collingwood Sailing School so long that students I taught their levels to are now coaching themselves. It has turned out to be an immense part of my life, and for that, I have only my parents to thank for not wanting to learn themselves! Luckily for me, they never sold the bought they bought, and it took them until I was 19 years for them to let me use!