Then for a few more years I was in my flowery hat phase. For part of that time I was in my flowery hatted bearded marxist phase.
In the last few years I have been "the guy in the orange hat."
It's true. Once I find a sailing hat that fits well, I tend to wear it all the time, year after year, until I lose it or it falls to pieces. I have been wearing my orange hat for…
… sailing with friends in Rhode Island...
….sailing with my granddaughter in Massachusetts...
…breaking Laser masts in the BVI…
…training in Florida...
…and hanging out in beach bars with friends in the Dominican Republic.
A lot of good times and happy memories.
That orange hat has had a long and fulfilling life.
But all good things must come to an end.
On our sailing trip to Menorca last month I noticed that my orange hat was falling to pieces.
It was time to arrange for it to be put to rest.
I've had this hat a long time.
As you can see it commemorated the East End Laser Series. As in East End of Long Island. I never sailed in the East End Laser Series. The hat was given to me by a friend who used to organize the East End Series. Maybe he still does. I guess he must have had some hats left over that year.
And so I had to say a sad goodbye to my orange hat in Menorca.
I did contemplate giving it a Viking funeral but, in the end, I threw it out in the trash.
So now it is rotting away in a landfill in Menorca.
Or perhaps it was incinerated and its ashes are blowing away in the Mediterranean breeze.
Either way I like to think it's a fitting end.
So now I have to choose a new hat for sailing from my vast selection of sailing caps.
Something I will proud to wear for at least 5 or 6 years.