did not get on the water today but want to memorialize the concept of "dock sailing" when one comes down to the dock just to observe. brought a book and settled in a new cozy adarondack chair (only to be rudely interrupted by a friend who I chatted with the whole time instead). not windy enough to be worth heading out, and my body was craving a day connected to land
Century Club: Sage Leone
a dead calm day right after my return from MD, so I took the day off of the Solings and headed to CBI for womens sailing. Had a nice drift around chatting with two relative newbies for sailing, giving tips and letting them get comfy and confident
visited home on the Chesapeake Bay (the Elk River) for the fourth of july. The week was not particularly windy, but we have a full wealth of water sports to entertain in all conditions. Highlights of the week included:
- my first kite session back on the water this season (since last year's accident)
- lots of arm workouts attemting to wing in minimal winds
- numerous entertaining falls on the pump foil, behind the beat and off the dock. not much success off the dock every, but we were all minimally successful (a pump or two) behind the boat by the end
- flying a hull on the Hobie!
- my first "attempts" at a 360 on my wakeboard, one resulting in a very gentle fall and one rattling my head so hard I felt it for the next 30 minutes
- a double rainbow over our rainbow-sailed hobie (this would have won the cover contest FOR SURE if any of us had a phone)
Gun Friday at 4 for a 100 mile offshore race from Marblehead up to the New Hampshire line and down to Cohasset and back. Conditions were far better than predicted for Friday through the night, with high winds, no rain, and warmth. Upwind leg was a killer overnight though, with not a lot of sleep from anyone. A few scattered pole maneuvers throughout, including a gybe and douse in the dark!
Then, we paid the price to the wind gods. Woke up for my 9am watch expecting to be downwind en route to Marblehead, and we're still upwind, about five miles from our mark and making minimal progress. Wind shut off, rain picked up, and we had a wet drift from about 7am until 1pm, when the sole other competitor left that hadn't bailed or finished (lucky spin boats made it before it died) called us to agree to retire, still three miles from that same mark. Motored (a long way!) back home for a four pm arrival and the greatest shower of my life.
Sailed with Erin, a new to 420 sailor, who CRUSHED it on her first time out. She had all the right instincts for weight placement, could tack the jib like the best of them, and was totally willing to contort in whatever way needed to whip that centerboard up on the downwinds. We were in it with the top of the pack pretty regularly. THEN, she took the helm and killed it for her first race.
Perfect weather, with a light breeze building and comfortable legging and sweatshirt weather. Forecasted rain held off, and we had a solid mix of sailing conditions, from light wind to hiking out.
I did not get a lot of roll tack practice in though, since I'm hesitant to make brand new slightly rickety crew hurl their weight one way or another.
In true sailor fashion, we went out post race for pizza and beers (my dream) to say goodbye to one of my best CBI friends Isabelle.
We are still not crushing the racing, but I am getting a MILLION times better at my pole handling. I'm slow getting it up still (those topper and downhaul clips SUCK) and am 50/50 on the douse speed being fast enough, but my gybes are wayyyy better. I'm loving foredeck and have no idea why I was so scared of it for so long.
Raced with Madi in a seven boat fleet on a light wind turned heavier wind day. Came relatively middle of the pack, excepting the race where we flipped at the windward mark on a tack (she wasn't high enough fast enough, and I didn't let out fast enough) dropping us from third to seventh. Clawed my way back and beat Jonathan for a sixth place finish post-capsize, which I am very proud of.
2/4 in our class, not a lot of downwind so not a lot of pole work (or any work) for me, but the water was a great place to spend the boiling hot day!
After a long day of playtime in the sun, headed over to CBI for their summer solstice pop up bar (6$ drinks in boston?!!). Got a drink (or a few) in all of us, and then weasled our way into a Sonar for the 9:30 night sail, with beautiful conditions, which we used to harass all the other boats in search of our friend (who we didn't find).
Gusts up to 40 meant squishing a windsurfing hour or two between work and dinner with bf and friends! took a 4.0 sail on a 185 board and spent more time in the water than out of it (or at least it felt like that). had a couple of good runs, had the harness on a handful of times, got launched forward for the first time maybe ever. the board kept all of a sudden tacking on me, which a longtime CBIer then told me meant I had to move my mast foot in the track, I think forward, but I don't remember...