Report on the 2005 North Bay Wayfarer Weekend by Uncle Al (W3854) |
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Wayfarer
teams had a marvellous weekend July
1
- 4 at the North Bay YC
on
Callander Bay and on Trout Lake. Dave and Carol
Hansman showed us what
energetic enthusiasm can accomplish, as their dream of
reviving the
North Bay Wayfarer Weekend became a magnificent
reality. Seven local
Wayfarers were joined by a similar number of visiting
boats from as far
away as Fredericton, New Brunswick and Thunder Bay.
Four separate
events
were scheduled for the four days: on Friday, the W's
were invited to
join in the North Bay YC's annual 12-mile Canada Day
Race from the
government dock in North Bay back to the North Bay YC
on Callander Bay;
Saturday brought our National Cruise Race, followed on
the Sunday by a
revival of the Don Rumble Memorial series, and, to cap
it all off, a
Monday Poker Race zig-zagged us down of our loveliest
Wayfarer memory
lanes, Trout Lake, the scene of the most popular event
in North
American Wayfarer history, the Trout Lake Wayfarer
Weekend that was
hosted for nearly 30 years by the McNutt family. The Canada Day Race ended up giving us Wayfarers a chance to relax when a cold front with lots of cool clouds and wind gusting to over 30 knots from the west, caused us to forego the pleasure of sailing this event until next year. Instead, we lounging and dawdled around in the beautiful North Bay area, and eventually admired the keelboats as they fought the elements to reach the finish line (photo below). The evening eventually finished off with a fine pizza supper and an early, restful night.
Dreams
of
warmer weather and lighter winds (but not too
light!!!) came
true on Saturday morning. Fortified by a lovely
breakfast provided
upstairs in the club by Bill Simkins and his wife,
???, we set off in
brilliant, warm sunshine and WNW winds of 10 - 15
knots for the 37th
annual
National Cruise Race around 1030 hrs from a start line
in the mouth of
the sheltered cove that shelters the NBYC's member
boats (see course
chart
below - red arrows indicate shortened course
that would have kept us inside Callander Bay, if
necessary).
This
line
gave spectators on shore a close-up view of the action
as NBYC's own Dave and
Carol Hansman, and Geoff
Edwards with his young local crew, Matt Close, cleverly positioned themselves at the
very starboard
end
of the shore-based line where they were the first to
be able to tack
around Burfort Point (see
photo below) onto
the close port-tack reach towards NBYC club
mark #1, our first turning mark.
Aboard
SHADES,
Marc Bennett had the helm for this race with Uncle Al
as crew. From our
early 3rd-place position, we were able to admire how
well crews, Matt
and Carol were hiking to keep their leading boats flat
and fast. Marc
and I were also keeping a close eye on defending
champions, Dwight and
Pat Aplevich, as well as John and Dolores de Boer,
perennial long
distance race threats, who were nipping at our
heels. Harder to
keep track of were were two other expected contenders:
Doug Netherton
with Françoise Brossard of the Lac Deschênes SC in
Ottawa,
who thrive in the windier going, and Sue Pilling, an
excellent former
Mirror dinghy racer who now lives in North Bay and was
introducing
Stephen Romaniuk to the joys of Wayfarer crewing. Both
of these teams
donated a lot of time by holding starboard tack off
the line for
several minutes, all of which turned out to be wasted
distance. Apart
from
those who sailed too long on starboard, the fleet was
a closely
bunched group at #1 where we began a westerly beat
towards mark #6. On
this leg, the NBYC club boats' lack of sophisticated
racing rig and
aged, blown out sails made itself felt quickly.
Meanwhile, Marc and Al
used their 42:1 vang to good effect in the gusting
winds while playing
shifts with a veteran eye. They were soon holding a
lead that they
would not relinquish. Not doing so well was John de
Boer who discovered
that his new jib halyard was too long to provide
adequate rig
tension on the beat. The
leader,
Marc, was pursued onto the ensuing starboard tack
close reach
by Dwight as the fleet prepared to leave Darling and
McPherson Islands
to port, and Smith Island to starboard, on its way
into the Main
Channel which would let us beat out into Lake
Nipissing. To conserve
our strength on this long beat to the green J5 mark
several miles away
along the south shore of the lake, Marc and Al shared
the mainsheet
playing duties while discussing strategy, speed,
pointing, and the need
to avoid possible shoals in Lake Nipissing's very
shallow waters. We
duly noted that Dwight was pointing higher and sailing
flatter by
pinching and luffing slightly, whereas Marc attacked
the waves by
footing and keeping a touch more speed. This latter
approach seemed to
give us some slight gains, although these may also
have been due to
Dwight's Eclairelle running aground in the
middle of nowhere on
at least one occasion.
Our
upwind
slogging was rewarded at last as we rounded J5 (above,
far
left) onto a glorious spinnaker run all the way
back to the North
Bay YC where we had started. Early in the run, we got
lots of surfing
and the occasional plane on the warm waves of Lake
Nipissing. We had
enough wind for excitement but not so much as to make
people overly
nervous, and our spinnaker-studded fleet was a lovely
sight in the
summer sunshine.
With
only
the need to leave NBYC marks 4 and 3 in Callander Bay
to port,
Marc Bennett of Toronto's Alexandra YC had little
trouble scoring his
first National Cruise Race win as a helm, crossing the
finish line with
a reasonably comfortable edge over defending champs,
Dwight and Pat
Aplevich of the Conestoga SC. After making his
donation early in the
race, Doug Netherton recovered to edge out our
first-leg leaders, Geoff
Edwards (TSCC) with Matt Close for 3rd place. John and
Dolores de Boer
were next in 5th. Congratulations to Sue Pilling who
coaxed a 6th out
of a "club boat" and edged out North Bay YC clubmate,
Dave Hansman, for
NBYC fleet bragging rights. Thunder
Bay's
Andrew Haill with Julie Colbourn outduelled TSCC's
Fred Black
with Michael Kachkovsky for 8th place, while the only
stainless steel
centreboard in Wayfarer captivity, attached to Felicia
(W3593)
took 10th in the hands of North Bay's Henry Van
Brussel and Bernie
Tempelmans Plat. A water-logged, spinnaker-less team
of Ross Jamieson
and his son, Brett, limped home 11th, having
discovered a number of
flaws in their racing set-up, such as forward mast
rake, a rudder blade
angled well aft, and a wobbly centreboard box.
The
latter
resulted in a very early Sunday morning for Ross, as
he and Marc
Bennett (above) were up by 6 a.m. and working
hard to get
these shortcomings (reasonably well) corrected in time
for Sunday's Don
Rumble Memorial series.
But
first,
we had our Saturday night social to contend with: a
dinner
outing to Average Joe's (above) where
we dined in
style on the lovely upper deck while looking east
along the entire
length of Trout Lake.
For
Al
and his wife, Julia, this vista brought back many
cherished
recollections of Cruise Races where, for nearly 30
years, we
regularly beat from a start near Fred and Anne's
McNutt's cottage to a
windward mark five miles away, just below the very
spot where we were
now sitting in the fine company of another group of
Wayfarers, both old
and new. A star of the evening was Ross Jamieson's
wife, Lori, who
ran several shuttle van trips between the yacht club
and the restaurant
so that the rest of us would not need to worry about
driving if we were
imbibing. Thanks a million, Lori! Sunday
arrived
with brilliant, warm sunshine and lovely SW winds of 6
to 12
knots which, as the day warmed up, began to gust to
over 15 knots - a
perfect day for our first Don Rumble Memorial series
since 1996.
Appropriately enough, our committee included Don
Rumble's daughters:
Anne McNutt and Gillian Danby, with the latter doing
great photography
with the CWA digital camera. PRO, Fred McNutt, wasted
no time getting
our five-race series underway shortly after 10 a.m. on
courses that
would alternate between windward-leewards and Olympic
triangles. By
now, our fleet had grown to 12 boats with the Saturday
arrival of Kevin
Pegler and family from Fredericton, New Brunswick, who
were lucky to
even reach North Bay after one of their trailer
springs gave way early
in their long trip.
Kevin
sailed
his lovely, wooden Wildwood with daughter,
Stephanie (8) (above) for whom the gusty,
shifty winds coming off the
lands provided a very challenging debut. Still, it was
all going well
until the collision after race 2. Wildwood
lost about a foot of
rubrail when neither Kevin nor Ross Jamieson saw the
other coming:
there was a big crunch and a shaken Kevin and
Stephanie retired for the
day.
In
the
racing, conditions suited Uncle Al who was back at the
helm and who
loves those oscillating shifts off the shore. After
getting away with a
couple of questionable early-race moves to the far
left of the beat but
still pulling out wins in races 1 and 2, Al and Marc (closest
to camera above) grabbed
their spot
early and got the RC boat end starts they wanted in
races 3 and 4.
These starts left them with the freedom to tack
at will on any shift that might come along. They used
this wisely and
led from start to finish in both races, winning the Don
Rumble
Memorial
Trophy with a race to spare. Since Marc was due
back at work in
Toronto
on Monday morning, SHADES was given race 5
off, and we missed
the excitement as a two-boat battle went right down to
the finish line
where John and Dolores de Boer of London, Ontario just
edged out Doug
Netherton and Françoise Brossard in a virtual photo
finish. That
final-race
first left John and Dolores just one point behind
Dwight and
Pat Aplevich who took series second. Meanwhile, losing
by an inch to
John cost Doug series 3rd: had he beaten John in the
finale, both he
and John would have had 11 points and Doug would have
won the
tie-breaker. Close, exciting stuff!! North Bay's Sue
Pilling and
Stephan Romaniuk took 5th overall, holding off a late
charge by TSCC's
Geoff Edwards and local crew, Matt Close, who
scored a fine 3rd
in the last race. Next in the standings were three
crews separated by a
mere one point. In the end, it was the 11th-seeded
Andrew Haill with
Julie Colbourn of the Temple Reef SC in Thunder Bay
who took series 7th
by that single point over TSCC's Fred Black and
Michael Kachkovsky and
NBYC's Dave and Carol Hansman. Both Dave and
Fred scored 7-7-8-9
finishes but Fred got the tie-breaker by beating Dave
in the last race.
Andrew and Julie were also our Most Improved team,
beating
their seed by an impressive four spots in the 12-boat
fleet. Not far
back of this trio in 10th were Henry Van Brussel and
Bernie Tempelmans
Plat of North Bay, while 11th and 12th went to crews
who had assorted
boat problems: North Bay's Ross Jamieson and his son,
Brett, and
Fredericton's Kevin Pegler with young Stephanie as
crew. Assorted fun
awards were sprinkled in amid the flags and trophies
and we all had a
fine time as the afternoon wound down with a happy
awards ceremony. Special
thanks
for prizes generously donated by:
Those
of
us not committed to an early departure could now
totally relax. Most
of us did so by going into the town of Callander and
having a lovely
dinner at the Ram's Head Restaurant on
Callander Bay where we
had lots of time to chat and rehash the weekend's
exciting and
enjoyable sailing. And even the following day's much
anticipated return
to Trout Lake and our first-ever Poker Race was given
due attention.
Monday
morning,
8 Wayfarer teams - including two crews making their
first
appearance of the weekend - arrived at Bob Brown's
hangar on Trout
Lake's Delaney Bay (above) for a 0930
competitors' briefing
prior to the Wayfarers' first ever Poker Race.
Here
we
discovered that we were to zigzag down much of the
length of Trout
Lake, picking up a package containing a pair of
playing cards at each
of five waypoints (see chart above). Thus we
would end up with
enough cards to make up two poker hands. Each of our
hands would be
ranked in its "pool", leaving us with three scores
(two hands plus one
race), lowest total wins, like in a race series. After
a beaching
finish at the McNutts' cottage, we would all be
winners, getting a
delicious BBQ lunch while wallowing in the nostalgia
of the "good old
days" of the Wayfarer Weekend at Trout Lake.
Getting
to
the first waypoint involved a slow beat of about half
a mile into a
fitful southwesterly that was just beginning to stir
for the day (see
photo above).
The
first
to reach the wind arriving more or less from the SW
were Fred
Black with Michele Dicker (Dolores de Boer's daughter)
in W7379 Rusty
Scuppers, one of our new entries: W3567 The
Brown Bomber sailed
by Ken Brown and his son, Graeme, and W1366 Toodle-oo
with Doug
Netherton and Françoise Brossard.
At
waypoint
#1, we found long-time W851, Ken Holloway and his
daughter,
Lesley, in their canoe where Ken was ready to hand
over his packages on
a long stick that would - he hoped - keep any
Wayfarer-canoe collisions
hypothetical. The team of Al Schonborn and his wife,
Julia, was back in
action here for the first time in well over 10 years,
and were
immediately faced with the challenge of making up for
a late start. It
was a classic Trout Lake drifter to start with.
Conditions were perhaps
best exemplified by an early moment in which Julia and
I were drifting
along beside Dave and Carol Hansman and their
grandson, Mitchell
Martyn. Julia and I got a tiny puff and sailed
away for a few
hundred yards before Dave finally also got a bit of
breeze. Meanwhile,
Fred
Black and Ken Brown had gone left early towards
the south shore early where
they reached the breeze arriving from the SW first.
Cruising past Ken
for an easy #1 pick-up, these two retained the wind
and were soon
gurgling off to a huge lead over Doug Netherton who in
turn was a few
hundred yards ahead of Uncle Al. But this was Trout
Lake, and we knew
from long and often painful experience that anything
could still
happen. In a fitfully increasing SW breeze, the next
leg was to Pilot
Point (see chart above) where we would head
south into Dugas
Bay for pick-up #2. To help fight the urge to cut too
close to the
windward shore, Al tried a close spinnaker reach and
began to make up
some ground on the three leaders who, on average, got
less wind by
taking the short-cut nearer the shore. Going
around
Pilot Point, Doug and Al were bow to bow with the wily
Uncle Al
eventually moving past Doug by sailing a longer course
but staying
further off the wind-blocking shore. As we skimmed
past Murdoch Island
on a close reach, Julia and I were reminded of the
many times that this
island had been an exciting rounding "mark" of the
Cruise Race in a
fleet of 30+ Wayfarers. By now, the leaders were
distinguishable as
Fred and Ken and we could see them struggling through
dead spots to
reach the pick-up at the end of a short dock right
under a tree-lined
windward shore. Learning from their experience, Al
overlaid the "mark"
and approached on port tack where the shore was
further away and
flatter on the approach. This allowed us to do a crisp
U-turn, make the
pick-up with board and rudder up for shallow water,
and still have
enough momentum to drift back into the wind blowing
nicely across the
lower shoreline just east of the dock - a manoeuvre
that earned us
applause. With
Ken
still stuck in the doldrums under the trees, SHADES
was now
off in pursuit of Fred. The next leg was a spinnaker
run NE across the
lake route to pick-up #3
near the mouth of
Lounsbury Bay. Since the direct route would take us
across the
considerable bulk of Hemlock Island,, a decision had
to be made which
way to pass it. Fred chose the west side while
Al, for old times'
sake, chose the way we used to get sent after rounding
Murdoch Island
on the Cruise Race: between Hemlock and Poplar
Islands. By the time the
two leaders converged after Hemlock, it was a close
race, with Fred
leading by a mere 50 yards and sailing a bit high of
where we thought
the pick-up point should be. So we gybed to port and
edged nearer the
north shore, keeping our eyes peeled for the paddle
boat in which Dave
Hansman's daughter would be waiting with package #3.
We had moved past
Fred after gybing but could still not see any paddle
boat as we got
ever closer to the mouth of Lounsbury Bay. At last we
spotted a young
lady, standing waist-deep in water about 200 yards off
shore and
holding a baby in one arm. She was waving to us. A
shout confirmed that
she was indeed pick-up point #3. Between making our
pick-up, dousing
the spi and gybing before we got too close to the
fairly steep lee
shore and/or running aground, we were unable to snap a
usable picture -
too bad, because it would have been a classic! Now
our
course was set for the infamous Garbage Island,
directly south of
pick-up #3, where would would head east towards
pick-up #4, to be made
from a blue motor boat in Milnes Bay. The sail to
Garbage Is. was a
close reach into a SW breeze that was by now a fairly
steady 6 to 8
knots. True to the nostalgic spirit of the day, we
chose to go between
Garbage Island and the mainland, to re-risk the
countless frustrating
windless moments from the 60's, 70's and 80's. As we
had learned from
these occasions, it was best to go through about 2/3
of the way towards
the lee shore where the wind shadow of Garbage Is.
would - we hoped -
be minimized. Julia was again at her best here, as we
coaxed maximum
speed out of SHADES before entering "the
twilight zone". Thus,
our momentum and frequent sail trim carried us through
the danger area
with relatively little speed damage.
Soon
we
were leaving Garbage Island behind (a view - above
- enjoyed
shortly thereafter by young Mitchell who was
steering Banshee), spinnakering
well out into the lake to avoid the loss of pressure
nearer the shore
where the wind angling onto the shore would tend to
lift up in
anticipation of having to climb the hills. There was a
moment of
nervousness when we passed the blue boat that had been
ID'd as the
source of package #4, going the other way. But it
turned out that they
were just taking a few pictures before returning to
their assigned post
in Milnes Bay.
The
only
SHADES screw-up occurred as we passed this
pick-up -
perhaps going a tad too fast. As we zipped past to
leeward of the blue
boat (see photo above where Fred and Michele are
about to make
their pick-up) and the fishing net containing
our "prize" being
held out to us, I (urgently) reminded Julia to "Grab
it!" Julia did -
only she thought I had meant the spi sheet flogging to
leeward. Oops!
We quickly luffed head to wind under spinnaker, and in
her laudably
enthusiastic competitive spirit, Julia grabbed the
whole net. The
pick-up crew kindly motored over to us to retrieve the
net - much
better service than you get from your ordinary mark!!!
We
refilled
the spinnaker and we now off on a nice reach to pick
up our
final package from Jack Wallace at the end of his
dock, about half a
mile further along the north shore. An early spi douse
seemed called
for as we entered shallow water towards the only guy
standing at the
end of a dock in the general vicinity (see
photo above). This was a tricky pick-up since we
had to gybe, do a
windward side pick-up, then gybe again quickly before
we ran aground
completely!
But
after
that it was clear sailing: the old familiar starboard
close reach
leaving Rolph Island to port and Falconbridge Island
to starboard as we
sailed to a finish horn from John de Boer and hit the
long awaited
McNutt beach (above). After a trip to the
McNutt kitchen for
liquid refreshments, we opened our card packs to see
what Lady Luck had
brought us. While BBQ chef, Fred McNutt and
sous-chef, John de
Boer, were busy with delicious burgers and sausages,
the rest of us
talked and re-lived the glory days of the Wayfarer
Weekend on Trout
Lake with the help of copious clippings from the
McNutt scrap book,
before settling in to a wonderful lunch. When Dave
Hansman finally
revealed the results of our first Poker Race, Al and
Julia's hot streak
continued as they edged out Fred and Michele by a
single point for the
top prize of a lovely compact tote bag embroidered
with the winged W. Long-time
Trout
Lake W stalwarts, Grace Chapman (who had hoped to sail
with
George Blanchard one more time but George's health
would not permit the
trip) and Ken Holloway were taken for a Wayfarer sail.
But it had to be
a quick one since the skies were beginning to cloud
over as a prelude
to the forecast afternoon rain and we were facing a
long beat back to
our launch area in winds that were already weakening.
So we sadly bid
our re-discovered friends "au revoir" til next year.
An
hour
later, the winds completely gave up the ghost, and we
once again had
cause to be grateful to Dave and Carol Hansman's great
organizational
skills: two tow boats had been laid on and they got us
back just in
time to miss the worst of the rain.
And we even had time for one last group shot. All in all, this was a unique and joyous experience that left us eager to repeat it in 2006!! Our heartfelt thanks to the many North Bay sailors who made this magnificent weekend possible for us! |
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