The finn explosion cannot be stopped. Like lemmings drawn to a cliff, sailors from throughout the gulf coast have been inexplicably drawn to the finn. No one would have predicted that a little lemming puppy with a bad haircut would have started the fleet that is changing the face ( repeated blows by the boom will do that) of single hand sailing in the GYA.

Even as we speak, a crack pot staff of boat builders are furiously at work transforming previously dead finns to state of the art racing machines for the BucYC finn fleet ( now numbering four ). Like Frankenstein rising from the dead, like the phoenix rising from the ashes, like Bad Dog's hair rising from his head, the number of finn sailors is rising...get on board !!