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So I said to myself: good wind, good tide, think I'll run down to the main bay and go around Alcatraz today. Whew, I'm dodging boats right and left as I had to cross two race courses. On the northside of Alcatraz I decide to tack around when I have just enough room as I'm in the middle of a race course and they are bearing down on me with Spinnackers set...Ooops first time I lost a sheet off the jib in 5 years!!!! Had to hove to and quickly reattach to get out of the way. Make it across without getting too close to the rocks at Alcatraz when this big ship (photo 11088) comes down from the Golden Gate so I figure I got just enough speed to get past his bow ok.....BUT here come the Rolex group about 4 of 'em close hauled on port tack and I'm right in the course. Can't evade them because of the ship so even though I'm starboard I thread my way downwind between two of them that are a bit separated...Whew...Then a little later I'm still running towards pier 39 when here they come back with the spinnackers set. I'm mostly out of the way except for one guy whose got his spinny wrapped and heading straight for me and the guys on deck hustling and yelling. Whew.....finally turn the corner and head back toward the Bay bridge when.....craaaack....my tiller dang near broke in two. Managed to splint the loom of my sculling oar to it and limped home. Of course the wind was blowing about 40mph down the col around San Bruno Mountain so I got drenched getting into the marina. All in all a pretty exciting day.
No Clam that isn't me. That looks like it's way over by Sausalito or outside the Gate. I'm just out of the picture 1088. I had just threaded between this guy and three others that were closer together. This guy got near the ship and then tacked in front of the others starboarding them.
What they were thinking: It was awesome Mate! You should have been there!
I did a lot of heavy-weather sailing when I was living in Wellington, New Zealand. There were a lot of "heart in throat" moments, but I've got some memories that will last a lifetime. I remember thinking one time "if I'm gonna die, I can't think of a better bunch of people to die with".
<blockquote id="quote"><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica" id="quote">quote:<hr height="1" noshade id="quote"><i>Originally posted by Ben - FL</i> <br />What were they thinking? <hr height="1" noshade id="quote"></blockquote id="quote"></font id="quote"> I don't understand the question. Most have spent tens of thousands of dollars to play the game... they are playing the game!
<blockquote id="quote"><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica" id="quote">quote:<hr height="1" noshade id="quote"><i>Originally posted by Antares</i> <br />I thought I spotted a Catalina in the fray, but can't tell if it's a 25. <hr height="1" noshade id="quote"></blockquote id="quote"></font id="quote"> C-30
I like storm sailing as much as the next guy. But I don't think I would be setting a light air sail in thirty knot winds. I did take Chick-a-pea out in thirty knots once just to see what she would take. But that was with reefed main and jib. Very exiting! I guess if you can afford a Rolex watch you can afford to tear up some expensive sails.
Hey Paul I wasn't there on Saturday but Sunday was just like that.. I think the really big boats were out on Sunday... they looked to be 60-80 ft in length. It was **awesome** to see those guys cruising down the Bay with there chutes up. They must have been doing 20+ kts (USA was last I think). No kidding. They were flying. I was so mesmerized I looked to my right (west) and here comes this big ol tanker comin down on me. Luckily I was near the shipping channel marker (by Alcatraz). I had 3 non-sailers with me and the wind is howling, we're heeled way over, dodging all these racers (and tankers) with huge following seas... 'surfing' down the backside at 8+ kts on the GPS (I was going against the ebb tide too!!). wow. I can't wait for Sunday...
Ain't that fun!!! I was gonna go sailing last Friday (23rd) but off the Airport to Hunter's Point it was blowing between 30 & 40, so decided discretion was the better part of valor. Have raced in that snot, but just laid around in the lee of the coaming and soaked up the sun after replacing my tiller.
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