To meet one of the hardest-working hombres in the sailing industry, you’re going to want to head west on Texas Interstate 30 toward Rockwall and Lake Ray Hubbard. Just past Cavender’s Boot City, where cowboys and girls source their Western wear, is a place called Vela Sailing Supply, where yachtsmen and women now score their sailing gear. Inside this 4,000-squarefoot warehouse are racks and shelving to the ceiling packed with sailboat hardware, clothing and dinghies. There is a wall of cordage spools and, at the far end, a loft table for managing sails. In the office is a fast-talking Venezuelan, phone to the ear, laptop open, white-framed sunglasses nested on a tussle of jet-black hair.
That’s Rod. Rod Favela. Mr. Vela. And if you’re a sailor in need, he’s a…