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Sunday
morning: The RC promised to try for 3 races,
none to start after about 1:00 p.m. A fine early
morning SW breeze that had been rattling the deBoers’
awning as we had sat over morning coffee, etc. was
unfortunately fading fast as we dawdled out to the
course. There had also been a postponement of about 30
minutes to accommodate that Canadian National Rowing
Team speed trials which were to end about 9:50 a.m.
This little relaxing break gave us all lots of time to
consider the state of the series.
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After Saturday’s 4 races, there was a virtual 3-way tie among 3 boats: Peter and Scott were each counting a 1-2-3 while Uncle Al had a 1-2-2. Adding interest to this scenario was the fact that of these top 3, only Peter was not yet availing himself of a juicy drop! And this being Fanshawe and its always flukey west wind, Bob Kennedy, Jens Biskaborn, Brian Jeffs and Roger Shepherd all retained a very good chance of finishing “in the money”.
Race
#5: In conditions very similar to those for
race #1, Uncle Al and Frank decided to take a page
from Brian Jeffs’ book. They started on port tack,
about ¾ of the way down from the favoured pin end, but
at full speed! This allowed them to pinch out over
boats that had started nearer the favoured pin end but
had tacked and lost a bit of speed after the gun in
the light winds. After this it was simply a matter of
waiting for a port knock which never came. In fact
port intermittently lifted and it became clear that we
were beginning to sail the great circle route on port.
Thus, the first time port went back to what we had at
the start, Frank and Al decided that would have to be
good enough and threw in a quick tack to put their
lead between the fleet and the mark! None of the
leaders went way in under the shore so that it was a
pretty relaxed approach to the (buoys to starboard)
windward mark where Uncle Al held a fairly comfortable
lead over Bob Kennedy who in turn was closely pursued
by Jens Biskaborn and Roger Shepherd. Both Peter and
Scott were a bit buried and would have to make serious
comebacks to get back near the front.
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The new position of mark 4 again left us with an unpalatable close reach to #6 before we got a long reach/run back to #1. (see photos below)
While
Uncle Al had clear air and was free to go up in the
lulls and down with the puffs, Bob had the rest of the
fleet right behind him, breathing down his neck.
However, with Steve’s capable hands on the spinnaker,
Bob held ‘em off. Interlude:
Right
after this race, the west wind mostly died for about
15 minutes but the clouds were showing good movement
from the SW. Sure enough, a nice 8-12 knot breeze
filled in from the SW in short order and the RC moved
to mark #1 to set up for race #6. But the bad news was
that the sky looked awfully dark to the SW and by the
time the catamarans got off the line, the odd rumble
of thunder was distinctly audible.
Race #6: course: start from #1 >3>1>2>1>2; winds 8-12 knots SW, gusting to 18.....
Al
Nichols and Mike Miethig got off to beautiful RC boat
end start while Uncle Al managed to lead a port tack
group that included Brian, John, Scott and Peter, all
of whom had started nearer the pin end. While these
five were fighting it out up the left side, Al Nichols
and Mike were getting a nice starboard knock under the
mark #2 “cliff” and were in the lead. At this point,
flashes of lightning were added to the mix and seconds
later, the skies opened up. Following John and Dolores
deBoer’s wise example, the left side group decided
upon discretion over valour just before the rescue
boats could reach us and confirm that the race had
been abandoned. As we reached the dock well showered
shortly thereafter, Mike Miethig was heard to mutter
something about the Lord not liking it when he and Al
Nichols were winning a race!!! It was rather
lousy luck for Al and Mike but as a group we were
lucky that this thunderstorm was not accompanied by
any major squalls. It did however provide enough rain
that a light Wayfarer might have been pulled without
dolly/trailer up the ramp which seemed to be covered
in several inches of water…
Most of us left our boats at the dock and sought shelter under the Junior Club porch while Scott Bamford hauled out a few emergency beers. Fun! When the rain finally let up for a while, haul-out was like trying to haul out a boat that had dumped with water up to the floorboards in just 30 minutes of rain! After a relatively dry spell during which we de-rigged, had some lunch and had the awards ceremony, the skies opened up for the rest of the afternoon. After long dry spells in recent years, even the farmers are now saying that this repeated rain we’ve been getting in May and June is too much of a good thing!!! |