Well, Bifrost 3 came in second place. Pretty impressive. They sailed through last Saturday night–until about 3:30 in the morning. Steve wandered around the Victoria harbor like a homeless person–finally crashing in the grass–until my ferry came in. Which, of course, was late. Apparently, the race was fraught with excitement; high winds tilted the boat until the crew was dangling in the water, and they ripped the mainsail. You can tell that I know nothing about sailing with my descriptions–but here at Chez Smunshi, we’re pretty thrilled.