At 3pm, winds looked dead, so I cancelled the FFR crew and sailed to PCYC, then sailed to the gut, bypassed the gut to the north, and decided to motor to PCYC. This might have been the second time I ever bypassed the gut.
| New PCYC members |
| At the PCYC dock |
| Creation of ugly sail |
I plugged in BELLUM at PCYC with Alex's blessing.
Saturday we did the Rum / Pirate race on Adlib, coming in second. Lots of swearing and rum afterwards. Interesting return when Andrea dropped the main sail instead of the head sail, and Adlib had no motor.
The winner was Frank, and he gave us his bottle. Maybe that was not a good thing.
Race 360
Later that evening, O'Shea had docked in front of BELLUM, and she unplugged BELLUM to plug her in. I asked about this, and she said it was her husband. A few minutes later, Keven, the husband, came, didn't apologize, and questioned my presence at the club. It turned a little nasty, and we cooled down. The rum didn't help the situation.
The night was rough as BELLUM fenders were squeaky in windy conditions.
Sunday, I bused to the Royal, got my car and went to the locker to gather some belongings from John, a friend of Svien who had sold his boat and was emptying his locker of treasures from the bilge. Nice guy. It was not easy to get the stuff from the basement to my locker, but
I did it and then rushed back to PCYC for the Maud Cup redo. This time I checked my email, but there was nothing, so when I got to the club, I found they cancelled the race due to weather. Windy and wet.
I increased the lines on BELLUM and drove to the Royal to dump my booty from John, visiting the Dorval Museum on the way.
| Luka's New Nonsuch |
A long day.
On Monday, Alex complained I was overstaying my visit, so Shana drove me to PCYC and had lunch with Howard while I bought BELLUM back to the Royal, where I tried to help Luka start the diesel on his new NonSUCH.
I gave Shana a tour of the new club before she drove me back home.






