But I must have used up my luck, because the next night the polar opposite transpired. Sailing in Ida Lewis YC's Wednesday-night Shields series, our perfect start was foiled by a general recall. As always seems to happen, we tanked it on the start that counted, tacked to the wrong side of the course in search of clear air, and never recovered past mid fleet. After the race, we wondered why we were going so slow. Was it our rig tune? Our halyard tension? Maybe those factors played a role, but, for certain, it was our lousy start that flicked the all-important first domino.