Well, it happened. Even though there was a very slight breeze I decided to go out anyway. Some practice is better than no practice, sort of thing. I was just sailing along the lake tacking my way east towards the dam, watching a few others behind me, watching their sails to see if I were on the right track. Most of the time I was sitting perpendicular to the boat with my legs crossed on the deck, one hand on the tiller/extension and the other (when not cleated) on the main sheet. Every once in a while a gust would pick up and force me to sit up a little to adjust. One of those gusts started small finished off with a big puff then died. Before I knew it the sail was submerged and I was standing straight up on the side of wall of the cockpit. So, for the first time I got to practice righting a Laser. So far it's been an adventure each time out.