Farkas, 45, has loved boats all his life. He was raised in New York City and went to Trinity School, but when he was young his family had a place in St. Andrew Bay in Jamaica, where he messed around in Sunfish, Hobie Cats, Dyers, whatever would float. It was a happy time. "We had our own navy and all the kids would try to drown each other," he says. When he was 11, however, his mother died, and when he was 13 he broke his neck trying to do a somersault in gymnastics and was bed-ridden for a while. As a result, he says, "I was a terrible nerd. When my friends started getting interested in girls, I didn't see the attraction. They were reading Playboy; I was reading Yachting." He then spent a lot of time on his father's 45-foot Fiji ketch, Robin Hood, in Mamaroneck, sailing on Long Island Sound.