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.
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.
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.
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| I reinstalled the big Dock Wheel |
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.
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| Burning Bras(s) band |
I worked on the boat, cleaning the locker. About 5, I looked around to see if anybody needed crew, but without success. I departed, sailing close-hauled to the Gut, and watched the race start from the North. As the winds died, the race was cancelled, and I anchored near BYC for the night.
I made a coffee with the Pixapresso, which was fairly good.
I arrived at the service dock at about 12:30, moved my car, removed my broken radar reflector, and cleaned the mast jewelry. Got a pump out and returned to my dock.
I finished installing the startboard cabinet lights and put lights in the garage.
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| Flow Control moved |
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| cleaning of the locker |
Calypso had cancelled her participation in the FFR, but Joe and his daughter came along for a ride to the race area.
I forgot to undo a stern line and bumped into Tocade with my bow. He and Elaine were very upset. I also knocked my dock wheel off the new mount.
There was no wind, so we motored back to the club.
After I returned, I talked with Jacque, and he said there was no damage. And we were still friends.
I drove down to the club on a weak battery in the Honda, which was drained because I left the headlights on after lunch with Jamie. The car started and probably got a good charge.
I prepared the SPI and 150 in anticipation of light winds. The winds were forecast at 12 knots, gusting to 16, coming from the West. Currently, the winds are very light.
At the skipper's meeting, I decided not to fly the SPI. We were 2, and the course had a second downwind leg, meaning more work for our think crew of me, Scarlett and Maud.
We were the second boat to start, about 1 minute and 28 seconds after Slow Dancer. We were almost a minute late. I was helming the start and a good part of the first leg.
We beat to AD28, dead downwind with the pole to SL33, close reach back to AD28, close reach to AE 15 - AE16. I took the helm through the windmill channel. In the seaway, I did a bad tack and found things up for a minute. I tacked too slowly and stalled as we were heading close to A40. Some of the fleet caught up to us here.
We made it to BEA-B and returned to the seaway in a broad reach, which veered into a beam and then broad reach. Bete Noir now passed us. SeaScape fouled her spinnaker and came up to us, but we were able to pass the finish a few seconds before her.
I slept aboard.
The weather looked bad. First time I received an Orange Alert. But the weather looked like it missed Dorval and the lake and was going to hit Montreal hard.
Looked clear to the West. I held my breath and took off with Natalie at 2PM. The winds were from the West, in my nose.
After the gut, I ran a little north so I could beat it to the Wind Mill channel entrance. I was able to sail for about 30 minutes.
We arrived at Pointe des Cascade at 5PM, and I was about to set the anchor when I saw the block was available, so we took it. There was another boat, a Tanzer named Intrepid, which was tied to two different blocks.
We closed the event and wandered around trying to find where the dinghy was parked. We eventually found it, and I crashed, being very tired.
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| To the East |
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| To the West |
The next morning, Nat was up at 4:30, but she was used to that! I slept to 8:30 and only woke up because my watch sent me a reminder for medications.
We made a zero-carbon departure from the dock at 9:15, sailing on a broad reach/run, taking my shortcut to bypass the Zig Zag channel. This lets us stay in a broad reach.
Dock just before noon. Not bad.
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 Chris...
