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6/24/05 - We headed to Buffalo around noon after waiting for an
overnight FedX package that took 3 days thanks to customs. We motor
sailed and sailed to Buffalo. We rafted in the Buffalo Yacht Club
Harbor. This is an older club (1860) with
great facilities and an active membership. At the skippers' meeting that
evening "AA" was recognized as having come the furthest to
race... about 3500 miles. We met a lot of great people that evening.
6/25/05 - 79 boats charged out to the
starting line in 10 knot winds. We were the first of 5 starts, 11 boats
in our fleet of "cruisers". Ourselves and Sampatecho being the
pair of true live-aboard cruising boats. It was exciting to be back into
the throes of a series of starts. We had a very close call with a boat
from a different division but still pulled off a reasonable start. Our
destination, Dunkirk PA, was 27.5 miles away - directly upwind.
Our first 5 tacks took us into second place... only to be on the
wrong side of a wind shift to trail in at 6th. Sampatecho took a
solid 2nd. That evening we met more sailors and swapped tales. This is
what sailing is all about! The Dunkirk Yacht Club was a great host.
6/26/05 - We were up early for a
7:25am start. Again we were the first division. The wind was light and
variable. The committee postponed the race and started along the 40.5
mile rhumb line to Dover Canada. After 10 miles the wind came up to 10
knots and the race was started. We worked our way up in the fleet under
our large red gennaker, though well behind Sampatecho. Ruth
helmed, I trimmed and Buddy called tactics... we were moving! Then the
wind started fading, lighter boats started closing in on us as the
racing divisions pushed their boats toward the finish. Everyone was
racing against a 7pm cut-off. Our computer said we'd make it by 10
minutes. The wind dropped until the computer forecast 24 hours to the
finish. At 3:40pm with 2.5 knots from dead aft we started the engine. No
boat made the 7pm cut-off so no one finished that race.
The Dover Yacht Club stationed a welcoming committee at the
entrance to the breakwater. They asked your depth, beam and length; then
assigned you a slip. We ended up with the large boats in the commercial
fishing tug basin next to the fish processing plant. Not as bad as it
sounds - great view, rustic harbor, no smell. The club provided shuttle
service to their riverside clubhouse so we could join the evening's
festivities. Dover Yacht Club has a nice facility though they are quite
constrained for slip space.
6/27/05 - Race 3, the Long Point Bay
Race (a triangle course) started at 12:30 after a one hour delay waiting
for a breeze. We were in a hot, sunny weather pattern with little
movement to create wind. So, the whole fleet decided to go
swimming and a few boats started attacking with water guns. They
thought they were pretty good until they came upon a pawn that was
highly loaded with water balloons, water guns, buckets and a balloon
launcher. It was a lot of fun watching everyone become little kids
again. Wellll, back to the race--that's right, we did come out
here to race. The days forecast was for winds from the east at 5 knots.
We got 9 and the race was on though our course was shortened to a
windward leg only. We placed 6th, Sampatecho 4th. Brad was eating
our lunch!
That night the Dover Yacht club put on a fish fry - delicious. We
headed to bed early as our start for race 4 was 7:25am.
6/28/05 - Another windless morning
with another long course - 38.5 miles. The committee flew the
"postponement" and "follow me" flags and motored toward Erie, PA. The
fleet followed trailing off into the haze while a pair of pipers tried
to "pipe up the wind" to the entertainment of the fleet. After 10 miles
we cleared Long Point and found 10 knots of wind coming directly from
Erie. The races started.
We ended up with a port tack start due to my misunderstanding the
timing of the horns. (The postponements resulted in a set of horns that
I never figured out.) We dueled with a 50' cruiser, finally forcing him
to tack. We continued another mile to the west and then tacked. The
winds built and clocked bringing us right to the rhumb line at 7.9 to
8.2 knots over the ground. Ruth kept the sails trimmed and I helmed. We
were holding off the high tech racing boats. As we approached the finish
we had one boat ahead of us from our division and had been passed by
only two racers. We crossed the finish for a second place. Sampatecho
was on the wrong side of the shift and DNF'd after their wind died.
This race was the high point of the series for us. AA
stormed down the course like the devil was on her tail! If the boat's
designer could have established ideal conditions for speed he'd have
used today.
Erie Yacht Club, founded in 1895, is a large facility with
excellent dining, storage and travel lift, and several hundred slips. We
mingled for a while and hit the sack - it had been a long day!
6/29/05 - Race 5, the Erie Course
Race, and again little wind. NOAA was forecasting 5 knots... again. We
were joined in this race by John, an old biz buddy of Ruth's. We sailed
a triangle in 13 knots apparent. A bad start and a mess launching the
gennaker put us in third. Fortunately Ruth had kept the boat moving
while I cleaned up my mess. She actually passed a boat flying their
spinnaker while our gnnaker was fouled. Yeah Ruthie! We finished 3rd.
The Erie Club provided a sandwich buffet followed by the awards
ceremonies. We were astonished when we received award flags for our 2nd
and 3rd places. Even more so when we got a cup and tee shirt for
"Overall 2nd Place" in the cruising division. Guess that NNYC training
pays off!
6/30/05 - Late morning, catching up
on the web site. We'll be heading out again, electing to anchor in the
smaller State Park inlet off the Erie Harbor. We spent the afternoon
exploring Misery Bay, the small 7' deep inlet that Perry used to build
his warship. The British were taken by surprise when the ship launched
as they didn't believe a warship could be built in such a shallow bay.
We visited a bay of floating cottages, hiked across the peninsula and
went swimming at the sandy beach on Erie.
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