Sailing on the Auckland Harbour, the icy wind was biting my face. Being out on the cold water was really shivery. Pulling with all our strength, heaving and struggling we got the halliard to raise the sails. As we were sailing down to the shore we watched our wake trailing behind us. Gale force wind was lashing my hair as we were sailing away from the harbour bridge. After turning around I was able to see our flag flying in the sky. I felt awesome after the cool trip.