We sailed onto a mooring at Jamestown, Rhode Island, one time, although we hadn't actually planned to. As we came around the point into the marina, we rolled up the genny and started the engine, as we usually do, but I kept the gear in neutral, with the mainsail still up and pulling nicely. Soon, my girlfriend asked if we should drop the main, and I thought about it, and replied, "In a minute". As we ghosted into the marina, the dockmaster drove out and pointed to our mooring, just a little upwind of us. I turned into the mooring field, cut behind a couple of boats, and turned again, coming up between a couple more, and let the main sheet loose as my girlfriend snagged the mooring ball. Later, the dockmaster drove out in the tender to pick us up and said, "Congratulations, you're the first boat this season to sail onto the mooring". I had to be honest, and thanked him, but explained that we don't always do that, but it felt right at the time, and it sure did feel good.