Thurday GNS cancelled

Chris drove me to the club.  We thought it might clear up for the race, but it did not and at 3PM, it did not look good, so I cancelled, and at 6 PM, the Race Organizer had cancelled the evening race.  Chris drove me back home.

Heather and Jennifer

Heather had asked me to take her out on BELLUM.  Her husband Nick, was always too busy to take their boat out. She bought her friend Jennifer along. 

We departed at 10 and returned about 3.  Had a great time.

Sunday solitude, Monday solitude, Tuesday Shark

On Sunday morning, I had coffee with Anne, then biked to the club with the SUP board trailer, hoping to raft up with JT and company.  

I did my photographic duties at the club Open House, 

I discovered the house batteries were not charging.  I troubleshot and discovered the 12VDC always-on busbar had corroded and overheated, killing the battery and starting to thaw the fridge.  I tightened the screws, found that a fuse holder had overheated, and replaced it.  Finally, at 5PM, I took off, sailing to the GUT, passing ZIG-ZAG and tacking through Lake St Louis, checking in to FUGU at the sandbars.  I continued towards Dowkers and anchored there at 7.  

I spent the night and a good part of Monday there.  At 4 p.m., I set sail slowly through the lake, anchoring at the Sandbars.  

The next day, I sailed back to the club.  I found the 40 Amp fuse for the DC-DC charger had blown, and I changed the fuse at the club. More tidy up of the locker, and at 4PM, I took Shark 1 with John to make him comfortable with her.  He was quite comfortable helming and heave-to.  We returned to the harbour and John bought me supper. at the club.

Met Bob at the yard and he was cleaning his locker and gave me a bunch of boat stuff that he no longer needed.

Stitch with Christine

Saturday morning, I got the new Boat Inspection sticker from the Coast Guard

I set up a let's-go-sailing group on Stitch, and only Christine registered.  We departed at 1PM and I tacked up the channel through the gut to Grand Anse and ran back. Before the gut, we decided to return to the club at 4, and we made it back to the club at about 5

It was a lot of fun.  Great winds.  Andre went out an hour earlier and decided it was too rough.  Glad we did.  Had a great time -  just the two of us.

I lingered around and then biked home.  Difficult deciding to take the bike or car.  Took the Nikishi bike home.  I had a coffee date with Anne at Cafe Mercati on Sunday.

Friday Fun Race at PCYC

 At noonish, I set sail to PCYC.  The winds were strong, and I had to motor the final 2 minutes to the gut.

I sailed around for a while, and at 3PM, I docked at PCYC.  The docking was difficult and took 3 attempts. to successfully dock. Alex helped tie the last line.  I lingered around the club, went to Wild Willies for Praline and Cream.  

John showed up, then Calyso and Alex went to the Royal.  The race was cancelled, and we waited for Alex and went out for a nice sail.  

Eventually, we were close to the Gut, and I decided it was easier to dock at the club and drive everyone back to PCYC.  John went home, and Calipso, Alex and I went to Ye Old Orchard for supper.

It was nice sailing.

Thursday race - Squall

On Canada Day, I unloaded the car at St. Amboise and went to the rental increase protest in the East End. I had my hot dogs, and the rain started, and I took the BMW back to my car near Atwater, did some groceries at Aubut and drove to the club.  

The weather looked bad, so I cancelled the Meet-up.  During a calm about 5PM, I took down the 155 and Mark E helped me fold it.

On Tuesday, I biked to RB Packing and Seal to  pick up O-ring to fix the outboard tank gas cap. On Wednesday, I fixed the gas cap (hopfully).

The day was rainy, and I pan-fried hot Italian sausages with Uncle Ben's prepared rice.

Thursday morning, I fixed the dock wheel. 

Karyne invited me sailing on her boat, so we took Voilavoile out to Baie d'Urfe and back to the club.  Karyn handled the boat very well.

Maud and Scarlett showed up early, so we sailed to the race area going around the lighthouse, and we made it to the race area in the almost sametime as Espresso, Espresso-X, and Shelby's boat. The weather and forecast looked great. We discussed how to look for a squall - rolling clouds 

The race started very late.  We were about 25 seconds late for the start, worried about barging Espresso.  About 30 seconds before the start, I determined we were not in a barging situation, but Scarlett hesitated to move towards the line.  We were fine, and the other boat was much closer to the RC boat.

At the windward mark, we were fairly close to the fleet, but thereafter, we fell behind.

The squall was building up. RC was making VHF broadcasts that were difficult to understand.  Sounded like a strong Pakistani accent.  I asked for a repeat, and it was not decipherable.  At the leeward mark, we decided to abandon the race.  We ran back to the club.  I saw winds peak at 27 knots, which is not too bad.  But the rain drenched us.  The winds calmed down in the harbour, and we had a good docking.  We were all wet, trying to dry up in the cabin while drinking some well-earned beer.

We had supper at the club and discussed the crew bank and the AQVA supper.

Saturday Stich cruise

I reinstalled the big Dock Wheel

Saturday morning, I did laundry, reinstalled the dock wheel and did Yoga.

Simon and Iraj came for the social media sailing.  

The winds were supposed to be almost zero, but it picked up as we departed.  

We beat to the gut, doing one tack before the gut and another tack through the gut and sailed to BYC, tacked and then the wind died, and we drifted, chatting about retirement and investments.

Iraj was not "reasonably mobile" as a prerequisite for the activity.

Simon bought me supper at the club,

After supper, I took off for the Jazz Festival with Rachel. We tried to catch the group Angine de Poitrine, a new hot artist. It was too crowded, and we decided to walk home.

Burning Bras(s) band