Abandoned Michael to head out sailing for a light wind light crew day on Chingona for the second Rumble. I was main sheet for the uneventful (zero tack) upwind, and then got to be human whisker pole for the downwind, since our pole broke a jaw last week. New bruises gained for sure
Century Club: Sage Leone
headed up to marblehead for practice on the Man of War. beautiful day to sail (apple weather told me 60 and cloudy and LIED). had some time on the main sheet, but mostly was the mast end of the whisker pole and had an absolute blast!
Learned:
- "traveller up, twist up", and to get twist out of the sail, sheet in and trav down
- manuvering the pole:
- on gybe: mast end up to the orange tape (6-12 inches above my head), trip when "trip" and with that trip line (and hands) help get the end of the pole to the bowman, run over to the new sheet (jib sheet) and haul on it to bring the pole back and jib in, lower the mast end
- on douse: mast end up, trip and pole end to bowman, mast end down once set
- to remove: little switch near the mast end to disengage from the post, undo topping lift, tie to black cords, tape near there and middle-tending-towards-other-end, with slack left between the tape and tension to the ends
because it wasn't windy enough for a wing, there were no more rudders for Merc racing, and i need the day on the water! ran into Noel on the dock and had a lovely paddle with here, with only slight panic to speed paddle home once we realized the current was against us and the sun was setting (as per usual, on a paddle adventure)
because it wasn't windy enough for a wing, there were no more rudders for Merc racing, and i need the day on the water! ran into Noel on the dock and had a lovely paddle with here, with only slight panic to speed paddle home once we realized the current was against us and the sun was setting (as per usual, on a paddle adventure)
gusting 30+.... meant that only 4 boats ventured forth, all prepared to capsize immediately. did some chicken gybes around a course until we all worked up the courage to start sailing a more normal race. in the words of my crew, old to 420s new to racing: "im not sure i really understand where we're going here", after some downwind legs that looked as zig and zag as an upwind leg. only 1 of 4 capsized, and it was not me!
in preparataion for our women's racing 420 summer series, we did a "refresher" night, where we taught/retaught how to rig and took some people out to remember how to squish in the tiny space they call the crew's. Of course, there was zero wind, so we basically drifted around for an hour. Great day for newbies at the helm, though!
420 sailing with Johnathan, a healthy amount of wind but not quite enough to be wild. 3 other 420s and somehow we ended up with way more boat conflict than I desired, including a foul or two on our end (room at the mark also means room to gybe...). generally middle of the pack!
got on the water with a wing for my first time! so so cool, did make me want to kite again. ended with paddling home for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only 30 minutes
beautiful 80+ degree day with decent wind, perfect for an evening on boston harbor. and second to cross the line, second in our class corrected!







