Friday, September 23, 2011

Fall Racing Series

Race #3

Peter puts out the email:

Wednesday night 6:30 PM start at the bridge with two courses, one short and one longer.  Boats with a rating above 200 sail to Red 52 (a distance of 4.5 miles).  Boats with a sub 200 rating sail to Red 54.  We should all finish at roughly the same time(theoretically).

The only takers:  Al & Patty on their way back home from a week's sailing trip plan to meet us at the bridge at 6:00.  There is rain and a good deal of naysaying.  Would they even get there on time?  Finally we see the beautiful Westsail pause briefly at the bridge.  By the time we hop in the cockpit and begin to back out of the slip, they are in the marina.  It is 6:15 and we face the start line alone.

The wind was non-existent and I took many photos.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Fall Racing Series

Wednesday Night Race #2

(forgot camera)

Many beautiful moments captured only in my mind. 

That blue and white striped tattered headsail fluttering in the slight evening breeze, the moon just beginning to wane rising on the horizon, the pilot boat slowing down to reduce his wake and wave to us.

The captain’s meeting was the setting of the plan—for the boat with the slower rating to go 'round the closer mark, for The Moon to go 'round the further mark and for all of us to meet up at the finish line.

A fun night for all followed by a late night long chat.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Fall Racing Series: Wednesday Night Races begin!

Race #1

We put the word out to get a fall racing series underway.  Often the only way to motivate everyone to get out at the same time is a little healthy competition.  Short-lived though the races are, they are the fodder for years of banter


The race began like most, under the Ben Franklin bridge.  Only two boats, us on The Moon against a friend’s Hunter 37 with a crew of two No Libs boys and Peter’s brother Andy.  After a few near misses, a run in with a tug boat, a slow drift down river the winning boat pulled over the finish line a boat’s length ahead.

More details later when time allows!