The Long Haul
When we committed to covering our first Tybee 500 back in January, we planned it to be a nice, laid-back week on the beaches of Florida, checking out a race that we saw as a possible ground breaker. We’re always on the lookout for the kind of sailing event that can ignite the general public’s interest, and the Tybee has all the necessary elements to do just that: Fast, exciting sailing, studly international sailors, hot chicks both on boats and on the beach, and a grueling format that ekes every last ounce of energy and will from the competitors.
One thing we didn’t plan on? Being just as beaten and destroyed as the racers. You see, instead of getting down to the Islander early to mingle and learn about the race, we had another event to attend to – the last-minute marriage of the lovely Sister Clean to the ‘English Pirate’ on the beach just outside Charleston. It was a perfect affair – the Pirate was kiteboarding hours before his vows, and the assembled family and friends were treated to a simple, earthy affair amidst a picture-perfect beach sunset and a sailor’s breeze.