I spent Saturday and Sunday Memorial day weekend racing the 30′ Pearson “Old Shoes” in the annual Annapolis to Miles River race. Out total sail mileage on the way was 34 miles. Here is the path we took.
We started on the left in the West River, sailed up to Annapolis for the start, then raced downwind. It was so beautiful seeing all the boats with their Spinnaker sails up. (Those are the ones that look like big balloons). We rounded the first mark and headed back up to the right (east) into Eastern Bay. I took this picture shortly after the turn.
What’s a blog without a good selfie?
Not long after that we fell into a hole without any wind. After an incredibly slow rounding the mark the wind picked up a bit and we sailed downwind again to the Miles River Yacht Club. I was trimming the Spinnaker while lying on the cabin top. You have to look up and in light wind that’s the easiest way to do it.
Spinnaker trimming is a very active role. You have to let out the sail till it almost starts collapsing, then bring it back in to fill it up with wind and then start all over again. So while everyone else in the picture gets to look a the boat taking the picture, I’m barely in it because I’m laying back looking up. You can barely see my baseball cap bill just above the cabin window but on the other (port) side. It’s OK, I was having a great time. Here is it from a different perspective.
This is a shot near the end where you see that our competitors (and boats in other classes not racing against us) have caught up and we’re racing for the finish.
There were lots of boats and classes. Our class had 11 boats and we came in 5th, which was a very good result. After a great party at the yacht club I slept on the boat (a first! – not counting cruise boats) and woke up to this.
Beautiful, but obviously no wind. We attempted to race back, but after 3 hours of “Shake and Bake” (Where there is no wind, you bob on the water, and the power boat wakes rock you till you want to puke) we gave up and motored back.
Here is a final picture of the remaining boats still toughing it out. I love to sail, but I’m glad we called it a day (we weren’t the first). The heat and the bouncing really took it out of me.
It was a great time and I’m glad I got the opportunity to race. The captain is great, and the crew is too. A fun bunch of people.
If this sounds like fun (the first day at least) I’m sure there is a local boat or yacht club that would love to have extra hands for the next race. Head on down and say hello. Sailboaters are a friendly bunch!