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Took the day off and we went out today around noon. Winds were sustained 14-16 MPH with gusts to 22MPH. Whitecaps on Fern Ridge Lake! One long beam reach to the other end of the lake and mostly a close reach all the way back to the club with some beating at the end as the wind shifted. We furled the 135 genny to about 100 and put in the first reef and still ran at 6.0 - 6.5K<s>PH</s> for most of the run each way. I definitely found that furling the genny had the most positive impact on the boat's handling in terms of pointing and reducing weather helm. There were only two boats out so we had the run of the lake to ourselves. We also lost a boat cushion so we got to do a rescue run. Missed it on the first pass but Pat nailed it on the second chance. We found that quickly dousing the genny made it much easier to maneuver to get the cushion. It was the kind of day that reminds me why I love to sail.
We cannot direct the winds but we can adjust our sails.
Sounds great. Doesn't sound like you used it as a chance to heave-to for getting the cushion. We've found it's a great way to retrieve missing items, no motor needed and the sails remain quite quiet.
Oh, one other thing: KPH? Huh... Knots are knots, no "per hour" needed - one of Latitude 38's better years-long letters to the editor duels!
Just got a new app for my G1 Phone GPS Status II, it also shows G Force! (the one you experience with acceleration) I'll have to see how many G's we get when the wind shifts
Sounds like a great day, Randy. I, too, needed some "boat therapy" after this brutal work week. Jumped on the boat at 4 pm Friday all by myself and single-handed right on the ICW to save time. Defiantly put up the sails in the midst of all those power boats. I was like a squirrel on the Interstate - motorboats and jet skis whirring around me. I gave up waving (too many) and pretended they weren't there. I studied my trim, messed with my rigging, practiced jibing solo, practiced speed-reefing, schemed for improvements and suddenly the sun was getting low. I realized one of the reasons I like single-handing: there's more to do. Man, I needed that. All in all, this is waaay better than a therapist.
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