General randomness
There’s been plenty on in the last week, and not much at the same
time…
No Moth sailing this weekend, as I committed to a 49er training
weekend before finding out on Friday that both Les and Chris would
be at Balmoral. Not good. Considering the breeze was a sub 10 knot
easterly, it probably wasn’t such a bad idea.
The 49er training wasn’t too bad. With a bunch of short racing over
a stupidly shifting course close to shore. There was a good fleet
in attendence again, with Emmett, Nathan and Dave making up the top
four along with Nige (and me). Dave proved very quick in his new
boat, coming from behind in the first race to take the lead away
from Emmett, then doing even better on the 2nd day of club racing
to equal Emmett’s score - not bad for a few months in the boat I
must say. Nathan was obviously smart and at times fast, but the
lack of a good rig isn’t doing him any favours.
On the coach boat we had Craig Ferris and Olympic coaching god
Victor. Victor was suprisingly impressed with the quality of the
fleet (?), and mentioned that with more work the 10 boats at the
club could be one of the most competitive fleets in the World. A
bit of positive exaggeration never hurt anyone I guess.
So after the day’s training on the 49er it was back to Winning’s
warehouse to finish the work on our 18 rig, which started during
the week. Memories of the Giltinan earlier this year repairing
rigs… mmm…
The 18 racing on Sunday was painfully close. Despite rigging in the
rain and launching in the putrid shite that is Double Bay, the
conditions on the harbour weren’t too bad. An absolutely shoddy
start at the unfavoured end of the line saw us fighting for the
wooden spoon up the first work, yet we slowly ground our way
through up to 10th. Not so bad, and still improvements to be made.
The fleet - as I said - was painfully close. There were very few
passing opportunities with all the boats very evenly matched.
Having a Moth twice as fast as the next nearest competitor might
have lulled me into a false sense of security maybe…
After racing it was off to join Herman and a bunch of others for
the Winning’s ritual Rose Bay MSG-induced-halucenative-dream
Chinese food. Interesting dinner table discussion with Langman et
al on foils, 100′ mono-tri things, ocean racing… and without
fail… weird dreams. I don’t think I’ll be doing that one to
often…
And this week we have another of the daunting YA Athlete’s
committee teleconferences… with nothing on the agenda so far it’s
sure to take only several hours. I’m sure there’s something on my
calendar which conflicts…
This weekend it’s off to Toronto for what should be some very fast
foiling on Lake Macquarie - provided the conditions cooperate.
Let’s see.
That’s enough random gibberish for one post I’m sure…. and I
haven’t started ranting about the supply of hydrofoils yet have
I?
