Sunday, October 14, 2018

This one's for Erky; Part 3

When I woke up the next morning you couldn't see the other side of the river.

But the sun started to burn off the fog and the wind socks started to stir.
The fog did lift, so the Race Committee went ahead with the scheduled 10 am first warning.  But as can be seen here, the water was still quite glassy at 9:30 as racers started to launch boats.
A series of pix for those curious about the Swiss Moth design.

Same view with a bit more wind to fill the sail.

Here's a view giving a glimpse of the transom.

This pix more clearly shows the hull's chines and also the "yellow jersey" with the bullseye on the back that the overall leader from Saturday wears so that all hands know who they've gunning for.

A few cat's paws started to show up on the water but still not enough to properly fill sails.

On other parts of the river it was still light and glassy.  One had to pay attention and not stray too far from the starting line as the clock ticked down to 10 am.

I like the brick house in the background of this pix.  No doubt breakfast on one of the decks with a view of the racing was a v. pleasant affair!
Sunday's breeze went from 0 to maybe 3 knots during the first race--just enough to keep the boats moving.

The geese in the upper right hand corner are reminding Moth Boaters to book their hotel rooms for the Mid-Winter regatta down in Gulfport, Florida.

We sailed a total of seven races; five on Saturday and two more on Sunday morning. 

John Z. in Y2K2.

Another look at Swiss Miss's chines.

As compared to Swiss Miss, the Mistral design is quite round.

Sam gave Erik and me plenty to think about.  Sam finished only a single point behind Erik in the final tallying of the scores.  Hopefully Sam will be back--he's a good racer!

The same for Lorelei.  Although she missed the first four races she improved with each race in which she competed.

Bill Boyle broke part of the Abbott's combing on Saturday but kluged her back together with duct tape to complete the Sunday races.  He tried to buy tape at the local LOWES store but they had not restocked since the hurricane and that shelf was bare.  Fortunately the Dollar Store came to his emotional rescue!

The last race was painful!  The wiind dropped to drifting conditions.  I was trapped at the start under Bill's wind shadow and with ever falling wind pressure could not escape!

Finally towards the end of the race I managed to find a little puff and reel in some boats but it was too little too late.

Joe rounding ahead of Mike.

Note how the skippers are tipping the boats in an effort to reduce wetted surface and keep sails filled .

Craig Hatcher rounds the mark.

This is Tar Heel, the first Moth boat which Erky built back in the winter of 1989.  She loosely follows the Dorr Wiley lines but as "new construction" is classified as a Gen I boat rather than vintage.  She's currently for sale and with a bit of work would be a good introductory boat for someone new to Moths.

My "keeper" trophies.  On the left is the one for winning Gen I division. The one on the right is for being the fasts geezer.  And that, constant reader, is a wrap on this year's Classic Moth Boat Association National Regatta.

Saturday, October 13, 2018

This one's for Erky; Part 2

Continuing from the last pix of yesterday's post which showed Bill Boyle's great start.  This pix is a few seconds later.

As the fleet stretches out John Z and Bill extend their advantage.

But Don Janeway soon claws his way up to Bill's back bumper.

And the the rest of the posse is not far behind!

Moving on, here we have a group shot of the eventual Gen I podium finishers: Me, Erik and Sam.
This photo shows off the Ventnor's (Nr 133) scow like bow shape.  Fast in flat water but in a chop she pounds.

Gen II action.

This bow shot of Donald Hewitt rounding the weather mark shows off the Connecticut's diamond standing rigging.

Swiss Miss.

Here we see your old diarist in the horns of a dilemma as these three boats approach the weather mark.  Should he attempt to thread the needle and risk fouling Nr 48, or tack away since he has no rights?  If he fouls the other boat he'll have to do a penalty turn (which is slow) but if he tacks he'll probably be caught below the layline to the mark, requiring yet another tack (also slow).  In the end, I tacked right on Nr 48's lee bow, but luckily had just enough height to lay the mark even though I was eating a lot of dirty air courtesy of my sonny boy in Nr 69.

The large building with the green roof in the background is the Museum of the Albemarle.  The MOA was a former co-sponsor of the National Regatta.

More action at the weather mark.  Erik and I enjoyed a bit more boat speed with our new sails and occasionally  were able to poke our noses up among the faster Gen II boats.

Busy, busy, busy.

Later in the day we actually got some sun!


Trying to stay in contact with Gen II boats while going downwind.  This leg of the course is generally where the faster Gen II boats pull a horizon job on the Gen I fleet.  The camera lens tends to make the distance look shorter than it actually is.  At least I can still read their sail numbers!  And so, good night.  I will sift through the photos from Sunday's two races and post those tomorrow or Monday.