A gaze from the top of my newly rigged mast. I was hoisted by the main halyard to put on the last piece, the backstay, while my jib halyard acted as the temporary backstay. My hands were a little shaky at the top, as I carefully extracted my phone from my tool pouch and muttered “don’t drop your phone, don’t drop your phone. Needless to say, my phone and I made it down safely and the sunset was worth it.
