On Monday, September 14th, I disassembled all but the lowering of the mast. On Tuesday, Brian met me at the dock around 1400 and we finished up, then floated the boat onto the trailer and SeTherin was in the backyard on Mark Drive by 1830 hours.
This was the first time we pulled the boat up the ramp from the water with the Murano, and it lacks the umph of the old '95 Ford Explorer :)
59th Annual Round the Island Race
Wind: NE, E & SE 7 to 9
Average Wind: 115 at 8.2 kts, Baro 30.26" Temp 72 F
Current: flood Race Pt: 1143, Race: 1208
Start & Finish: West Harbor
Race Length: 14.55 nm
Crew: Brian, Daphne & RW
A counter-clockwise course (downwind start) was announced about 15-minutes prior to the first warning There being only three of us, I decided to start sans genoa, run up the line under just the main and pop the chute near the committee boat where the current was least. The majority of the class favored the pin end, while Jolly Mon to our starboard was the only boat nearer the committee boat.
We favored the shallower water near Flat Hammock & South Dumpling more so than the other boats
then gave a wide berth to the buoy at North Hill avoiding the stiff current there and remained offshore of the North Hill bluff. There may have greater pressure had we gone even farther out.
Transitioning to the genoa at Race Point, we hardened up a bit and continued out on port for nearly five-minutes, prior to a short tack to starboard to access things- saw a big park-up along the shore west of Wilderness Point, little wind, a discouraging course over the ground (COG) and white caps far offshore.
LooneyTunes had passed us about half way down the west shore well above Silver Eel and rounded Race Point a few minutes ahead of us. We now had caught up as they passed a couple boat lengths in front of us headed offshore on port. So we tacked to continue offshore for another 20-minutes gaining confidence in the greater wind, and even more so about halfway out when we discovered a lift in our COG. After a bit over an hour on starboard and nearing the end of the island we began an incremental bear-off for Lords.
At the MOA the angle was too tight for hoisting the chute so we kept it wide and set in the bear-off for Can-7 and jibed shortly thereafter. The run to the finish became a spinnaker reach with Brian on the pole and Daphne doing a superb job of trimming often exceeding 6 knots- a Gorgeous Day, Fun Time!
Wind: Average 2.6 kts, peak 9 kts; Wind Direction Variable; Temp: 78 F, Baro: 29.97
Current: Flood North Hill 12:21
Course: GLP-Silver Eel to Vixen, Race Length: 3.7 nm;
Shortened from Inside Course #3 (of approximately 11 nm)
Start: 1020; Finish: 1344
Crew: Brian, Josh, George Wilson & RW
For days the wind forecast had been un-promising and followed suit Sunday morning. The Race Committee wisely chose not to go around Fishers in such light airs. We were “Echo” Class, 5th in sequence and had a good start leading the pack on starboard jibe down the line towards the committee boat, to pop the chute short of the gun.
We initially went farther west than the rest of our class, yet some boats of subsequent classes went even farther. Abeam the Dumplings/North Hill park-up we had better wind than those east of us, and for a while had cards on Checkered Demon, Jolly Mon & Mentor to our port. With Checkered Demon initiating, we all jibed one after the other. Had we had jibed five-minutes earlier at the first noticeable wind & movement along Fishers’ western shore, we may have avoided the protracted spell (1110-1120) of no wind where we tried the genoa, even hoisted the old drifter & drug out the whisker-pole in efforts to get the boat moving.
Prior to our arrival to Silver Eel, many boats rounded to sail north along the shore. Yet that breeze opportunity evaporated, so we aborted a shoreline attempt and escaped just in time to work northwest offshore towards Vixen. It was one of those pot-luck days where often times boats around us were pointing towards all points of the compass.
Finally short of 1300, we began to benefit from a meager southwest zephyr which built to a max of 4 knots then tapered off; yet enough remained to carry us to the finish. Considering the extremely light airs we were very fortunate that the typical weekend power boat chop was absent and onlyhad to cope with a handful of rolling wakes of passing power boats.
Wind: 199 at 8.1 kts, Temp: 71 F, Baro: 29.98
Current: flooding. Ebb North Hill 13:09
Start/Finish: Between Horseshoe & Vixen
Course: s/f-DM-s/f*2, 1.2 nm at 200, Race Length: 4.9 nm
Crew: Brian, Bob & RW
We had a good start all by ourselves in clean air at the pin end of the line. And were able to stick to a current lifted starboard tack strategy all the way to the North Hill Channel where we then tacked to port with the current for the windward mark. After rounding the starboard gate, we appeared to be headed more than comfortable so tacked and ended up more to the west side of the course upwind, which may not have been the best move.
Wind: 195 at 5 kts, Temp: 73 F, Baro: 29.93Current: flooding. Ebb North Hill 13:09
Start/Finish: Offshore of Bluff Point at 1320
Course: s/f-DM-s/f, 1.2 nm at 200, Race Length: 2.4 nm
Crew: Brian, Bob & RW
For the second race, the RC shortened the line significantly. I elected the starboard end, but turned for the committee boat a bit late so we trailed the Shields by about 10 seconds off the line. The wind was now down to five knots and our starboard course was backed a good amount from the first race, now headed east of Sea Flower. One by one, the Shields began tacking and I waited till windward of the last to tack ourselves.
In 5 knots of wind, we could not point nearly as high as the Shields, we footed off some in the lumpy sea and made relatively good time. In both races, our final tacks for the windward mark were right on the money (lucky indeed). Shortly after the rounding of the windward mark, the wind dropped for the next thirty minutes making flying of the chute very difficult in the chop. Finally, just as we were about to jibe to starboard the RC announced a shortening of the race, excluding Class One. Subsequent to our jibe to starboard, a fresh breeze arose making for a pleasant reach to the finish.
It was nice having Bob Fagan back with us this past week, visiting from Georgia.