|A driving rain|
We took a chance Wednesday afternoon and sailed over to the Savannah Yacht Club for their evening race that involves all categories of boats. The forecast had called for 6-8 knot winds which would have given our boat a bit of an advantage. With the tide running with us, we made the five mile trek in 45 minutes and was there in time for the start of the race. The only other time I did this, we arrived well after our start time and although we did the course, we were never in the race. This time, it was only slightly better as we were confused with the course and almost missed a pin… It was a learning experience. Tacking in a downpour adds another danger as the foot of the sail held a lot of water and when we heaved over to the new tack much of that water poured down my back as I adjusted the jib.
|Right after I received a shower|
|Photo by Chris|
|Joe, at the helm during the rain|
But what a time we had! It took is nearly 1 ½ to run the course. We had everything from pleasant but slow sailing (what we thought we’d have), squalls that almost knocked the boat down, downpours that totally soaked us, and dead calm in which we watched a mark get further away as the tide swept us upstream from our mark. Add in a few dozen (or a hundred) porpoises playing in the water, sailing within feet of a boat named “Lightning Rod” during a thunderstorm, an incredible rainbow that followed the storm, and lightning that thankfully stayed mostly a good distance away. On the downwind leg home, we had a great spinnaker run until we were about a half a mile from the finish and the wind died...
After a “happy hour” at the club, another boat from Skidaway towed us back home in the dark. We kept looking through the cloudy skies for meteors, but were not blessed to see any. I got home at 10 pm, took a shower and put on dry clothes!
|Waiting for wind (It did return with a vengeance |
only to die as we approached the finish line)