Century Club: Tim Ford

Friday, May 1, 2026
Number of days:
1 day
  • Nuthin to the east
  • Nuthin to the west

A first on the Magothy for me. 

I got to the boat around noon, to get some measurements, clean up a little, etc. I switched on 16 and twenty minutes later the USCG came on with a pan-pan alert: an EPIRB had been activated on the Magothy. 

The CG gave lat/lons but no LOPs on a landmark, so I really had no idea where, on five or six miles of navigable river, a vessel with a beeping EPIRB would be.  Decided to, at the very least, row out into the river where I could get eyes on past Dobbins out to Mountain Point and back up to Cypress and Arundel creeks,  I saw nuthin' and there were plenty of powerboats transiting the river who were capable of rendering assistance.

Got back to the boat (after a non-productive troll with a shad-dart and paddletail) and kept the radio on.  At approx 1400 hrs the CG came back on and issued a cancelation - the EPIRB was a false alarm. Good news for all. 

 

 

Wednesday, April 29, 2026
Number of days:
1 day
  • leaderless in gunpowder
  • the aptly named "staircase falls" a trib to the gunpowder

Not really a day "on the water," so I will mandate I need 102 days to qualify in Century Club this year (it's unlikely anyway), but just to record another Day of Stupidity, here's the April 29 report:

I don't own waders and I sort of disapprove of them on some level because I believe our streams are stressed enough without someone walking down them thrashing the surface with a flyrod. I fish (catch & release only) from shore and that's exciting enough just trying to keep the feet dry.

Epic fail on that part Wednesday. 

I only brought one leader and that got snapped off almost immediately due to some snag on the near-shore edge of a fairly deep pool.  I had just driven 35 minutes up to this particular part of Gunpowder Falls and there was no way I was gonna trudge back to the car and drive home.  The leader had separated from the fly line right there at the nexus, so I knew 8 feet of mono would be downstream of the spot where the wet fly was lodged. 

So off came the boots and socks and my god, was that water cold.  By some miracle, I found the leader in the rifflle and even got the wet fly back by pullling it in the opposite direction of the retrieve. Yay! I could keep fishing!

Then 45 minutes later I had to do the same. damn. thing.

So call it a day "In the Water" and I'm still waiting to for my feet to defrost and not feel numb.

 

 

Sunday, April 26, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

Cold morning and my fingers become somewhat uselss with temps in the 40s, so connecting and mounting the instruments on the mast was a challenge that probably took 3X as long as it would with any normal person. Also got a look inside and outside on DJ's Pogo 12.50.  Holy cow, this ain't your usual racer/cruiser!

Wednesday, April 22, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

The usual ride being still on the hard, got an invite on a new-to-the-club (and river) C&C 115.  I'd been on one 20 years ago down at HHSA, one that was successfully campaigned by a great owner who did a ton of shorthanded racing. I was impressed then by the fit and finish of the boat and the elegant interior. C&C has built a huge invertory of designs in its somewhat tumultuous history as a brand, and the 115, certainly rates as one of the top, in my opinion. 

We were out for two reasons: one - to race and two - to get acquainted with the dip-pole gybe process.  Considering this was a team of seven that had never raced together before, that process went exceedingly well in our practice routines. I've seen (and been personally responible for) much much worse.  

Imgaine then the horror of seeing the brand-new main begin to zipper a huge tear on one of the seams.  In something I've never witnessed before on a laminate sail, there was one seam on the entire sail, just one, where they missed sewing the seam.  It was glued but never threaded. Hence the tear. 

We were bummed but used the down-time to practice more dip-pole gybes. And it was still a beautiful night on the river.

 

 

Thursday, April 16, 2026
Number of days:
1 day
  • One unhappy osprey as the guy with the rod & reel approached

Some rowing, some paddling, some more rowing and then to top it off, some rowing. 

After wrestling with the new main, I kinda sorta got it working.  By working I mean going up and then coming down.  Coming down is important.

Turns out it was the number 3 slide, that somehow got crimped just a mm or so but clearly had enough friction to get hung up in various spots, such as almost to the mast head.  I needed a telescoping 3-part boat hook, while climbing on the boom, to reach up and get enough pruchase on the slide below it to yank the luff down. So then I pulled out the trusty knife and cut the G.D. offending slide off.  

At that point, with the main safely back up and with a gentle 8-10 kn southerly filling in the creek, I considered slipping the mooring and going for a quick sail. But I didn't and an hour or so later, I was glad I hadn't.  The gentle southerly had built to 15-20 and that's a handle for a geezer single-hander.  

Nice day though.

Monday, April 13, 2026
Number of days:
1 day
  • batten issue

Picked up a great deal at BACON & ASSOC at their big sale on Saturday, a new CAL 25 main.  With the 20% discount, what's essentially a new Main cost me 39% - 60% of what a new main would be in the retail market.  OK it has some discoloration along the foot....it looks like it spent a season in the bag sitting next to some rusty ground tackle in the forepeak but other than that, I don't think the sail was ever used in anger.

Went down today to test fit the beast and see if there are any issues.

The one stinker with the sail is: it came without battens.  It's a full batten main, with 4 batten pockets.  Same as my old one, but this main is a tad bigger, mainly in the upper roach.  So my existing 4 battens are too short.  No probelm, move 3 of them up one notch, trim to fit and make or buy a new one for the lowest batten.  I've made battens before, using some lathing I've cut on a table saw and applying carbon fiber on both sides. Problem is, I need 8.25 feet....so....hmmmm....

 

 

 

 

Friday, April 10, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

Chores on board and a several rowing stints in the dink, one out to the point where the forecast 5 kn southerly was more like 15, gusting 20.  The creek was full of bug life (not too mention ospreys) and if these are not mosquitoes, then I don't know what they are. RAINBOW was full of them.  I guess they are all males, because I received zero bites, even below with dozens of them flittering around.  Also: I thought wrigglers needed fresh water only, yet here are thousands of them in the brackish Magothy?

 

 

Thursday, April 9, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

Happy to help break down the rig and get a boat, that has been sold, ready for a trailer voyage.  But there's no denying it's also quite sad.

I had a lot of fun on BOXCAR and the boat did well (in OUR conditions, e.g., less than 9 knots of breeze).  I'm no wizard on the mainsheet, but I think I got sufficiently dialed in after three seasons to not disgrace myself. Or the boat.

I know there was one race where I probably had the travller up 3 or 4 inches too far on one or two legs and we may have been a 0.2 kn faster had I eased it a smidge, enough to correct into 1st instead of second. That's how finicky BOXCAR was.  Fun to sail but requiring a ton of vigilance.

No cleat it and leave it...in any case. 

And I do not mean to suggest in any way that my performance in other races was optimal. But that's it, right?  I go into every race wanting to get a 100%....can't tell you how rarely that happens, assuming it EVER has.

Today, the last I'll probably ever see the boat, I heard a comment from a BCYA competitor that pretty much sums up the boat. "She needs a little more keel under her." 

When we considered reefing in 12 knots?  Yeah I'd say so.

 

 

Tuesday, March 31, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

Recruited a friend from the club to venture out for a quick sail down to the vicinity of MRSA "C" and back. 

We shoved off pre-set for a reefed main and with the tiny jib-top reacher hanked on.  It was puffy.  8 to 18, puffs to 22 or so.  More characteristic of a NW or N breeze, with the freqent boisterous puffs and big directional swings. Even with a grotty bottom and just the jib up, we powered down to MRSA "H" in no time. 

To work back, upwind, we put the reefed main up.  The reef point significantly reduces sail area on this main.  So it was comfy, even in the big puffs.  We were impressed how well the boat did in significant breeze even with the lousy sheeeting angles I had set up with the jib top (outboard and not twinged down), not to mention how foul the boat's bottom is.

Bit of a screw-up when we got back on the mooring.  Somehow some dunce (the skipper) had not kept one end of the bridal cleated. A slight surprise when Kris calmly called back, "Tim, we aren't on the mooring anymore."  Quick motor start and slight entanglement with another mooring float and, with patience, we re-acheived the proper mooring pendant and made things ship-shape.  

Rust. It does not sleep.

 

Saturday, March 28, 2026
Number of days:
1 day

Offshore in the sense of no longer being tied to a dock.  Instead we are 150 yards away, out on a mooring.  I love it.

Great PSA Work Party!  A lot got done. And a lot of new folks showed up.  I think we moved eight boats out of spaces in piers to the mooring field. No injuries and no one fell overboard.

Very successful day in full but cool sunshine.

 

 

 

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