Underwhelming
I’m running out of adjectives to describe our regatta. It just hasn’t been our week.
Yesterday was a bit more of the same. After coming off a bad race on Wednesday, we were ready to do better. But then we got a bit too eager in the last 10 seconds and our pole went over the line.
By the time the flags and our recall number went up, and we found a gap to come back to the line, we were miles behind.
But we raced well for the first half of the race, and gained back about 18 boats in the first 2 legs. We then swapped places with Beasho on Club Marine over the next bunch of legs, and stayed in about 10th spot - where we finished.
At the other end, 7 were boxed out at the start, tacked and gybed around, reached with 3-strings under the fleet and finding a gap with 10 seconds to go, came through at full pace to launch a couple of boatlengths ahead after a couple of boatlengths of sailing. They tacked and crossed the fleet and then weren’t headed all day.
That’s it. Game over. Barring an absolute disaster in both of the next 2 races, 7 has it tied up. They’ve done an awesome job. They’ve sailed brilliantly. They deserve it.
I can’t say the vibe in the park is exactly jubilant at this point, but it seems everyone has begrudingly accepted that it is how it is. Everyone got to drown their sorrows at the Rag last night, so there’ll be a few sore heads today, and maybe a bunch of new kit coming our way next season.
Bring on the weekend.
