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  1. 26 points
    Sweet of you to say J I miss you all very much, even snaggy. My time working for SA, especially before the lawsuit and then our family fertility problems, when it was still me and Mer on the road, was some of the best of my life. The network of amazing people we built continues to be a source of great friendship for me today. To be around as the sailing media found its way in a new world, to be around to witness the birth of sportboats and foiling, the mainstreaming of multihulls, the drama of Larry vs. Ernesto, all the amazing stories and events we worked - it was a real privilege. I only made about a third of my income from SA, the rest came from commentary and photo/video/social services for classes, events and manufacturers, and I ignored a key fact about working on the road - most of your work comes from working on the road. So when we had Josephine and I cut back on my travel, I found it hard to get enough gigs to pay for my family. I still work with a handful of companies and events that I really like, so you'll still see me in Charleston, Chicago, and possibly Tokyo. But that's now mostly just for fun and to take my daughter someplace interesting. No more begging rich people for work. I spent the last year helping a friend start up several commercial growing operations. That was fun and lucrative and I now have a ridiculous library of genetics, but once the setup is over, it's all pretty dull, and after they did their private placement, it became just another corporate gig. And now, after missing a great deal of my young daughter's life, I've gotten rid of the Delta Skymiles card and am sitting in an office making paper and wearing my lawyer hat again. Right now I am drafting a construction loan agreement and lease for a new bank for a firm full of nice people and easy going management. It's not St. Maarten, but it ain't bad when I got this to come home to. Much love to you all, even to the bitches and the haters
  2. 26 points
    thanks for the comments and sentiments, one and all. Even the fat and old one This race was everything and more than I ever expected. It was an unbelievable and awesome experience. I hope some of my scribblings were able to share the adventure, and provide some amusement and entertainment. Sunday was all about getting to the dock, having a meal and then falling asleep. Monday was a scramble to get the boat sorted and entertain a couple classrooms of kids who came down to the docks to see me and Dragon. Then Rob Windsor, Mark and Eileen Washeim all shoved off for Key West. As of this evening, they are off the USVI. A flight home for me this morning, and in the office this afternoon. Jack was correct about the strategy and my decision, and with 20/20 hindsight I think I sailed an almost perfect course for my boat and the conditions. Better to be lucky than good, I guess. With another 20 miles of runway on the last day, I probably would have caught Tibco. No small feat given that 123 is (in my view) the most versatile design in the fleet. Chocolat Paries might have been in play, but everyone else was frankly out of reach after the first few days. I feel real good about the outcome.
  3. 25 points
    Eight years ago today we lost Spike Perry. The SLIVER project was started just about that time. The project was then dedicated to the memory of Spike. The Spike Burgee will fly on FRANCIS LEE today.
  4. 25 points
    OK...so I've nearly sobered up... and want to say a few things to the SA team that have followed the Voodoo story. Firstly - Thank you for your support and input! From the outset I've put thoughts and rough ideas into this group for consideration and feedback...I've been very upfront about our thoughts and had some valued responses. This group is an amazing source of information for those that are prepared to take the risk!! I won't mention names, but right from our outset with the Cookson 12 training platform, there has been great knowledge shared here...and we have benefitted from the experience of the group. The rationale of choosing an R/P in the 60-70 ft range has been absolutely vindicated...our amateur (mates, family & has beens) program made us a tight team. Adrienne C as navigator was a perfect compliment to our outfit - that woman is the best - generous with her knowledge, professional, friendly, committed as a team player....most importantly a great communicator prepared to share that experience and mentor....cant say enuff about her value to a crew! Anyway....to all the SA honorary Voodoo croo members out there....thanks so much...it's been an awesome ride...and who knows, maybe we'll get to do it again in the Transpac. Happiest New Year... stay safe Couta out!! Voodoo 8th - Line Honours 3rd - IRC O'all 1st - IRC Div 1 3rd - ORCi O'all 1st - ORCi Div 2
  5. 23 points
    I suspect the negative reaction to this young woman’s venture has two roots. First, it is a bit of a BS publicity stunt; Second, I’m hearing a bunch of cranky old folks that seem jealous of a young person with a big following who is trying to make a difference, Grampa and Gramma – it’s not a good look. You should be encouraging the next generation. Sailing, especially at the high end is all about publicity and marketing – and yes this is a PR stunt. Seriously how does the America’s cup make for better software or superior “drivers' cars”. How does sailing around the world make for better trucks or cars or paint or wind turbines. Stop the hypocrisy – of course it is bullshit marketing. We regularly have threads about the death of sailing, how will we be getting people back into sailing...etc. WAKE THE FUCK UP – here we have a star of the teenage world, with million+ followers and lots of media coverage choosing to make a statement by sailing. This thread should be all about how does the sailing community build on this fantastic PR opportunity to promote sailing to a new generation rather than crapping on a teenage girl who is trying to do good.
  6. 22 points
    So far this kid has activated 1.4 million students in over a hundred countries to protest climate change. You want to sit around splitting hairs over the exact measurement of a unit of carbon or back the kid? Go Greta Go! https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greta_Thunberg
  7. 20 points
    A couple of things to bear in mind before any of the haters start throwing more shit around; 1. Plenty of talented and committed people have put a lot of work into building and maintaining this boat, to see it in this condition is going to be heart breaking for a lot more people than just the owner. 2. For the crew, at least the more junior ones, this was their home and they've likely lost a lot of personal possessions and probably their jobs. Regardless of your opinions on the ultra-rich and their 'dick swinging', there are many more layers to this story and people that are probably way more impacted than the owner. Most of these people work in the marine industry and are part of the extended community that we all belong to. So, don't be a dick - if you really don't like superyachts then move on to the next thread....
  8. 19 points
    Lots of special days, but none better than this. Dad's last sail. He was a mess from the Parkinson's and the associated dementia was robbing him of his mind. But, on this day, for just a few hours, he was the embodiment of joy. Wish I had done this more often.
  9. 18 points
    Buying my Sailboat I have been thinking about the value of writing this for a few days and now I am writing, so you decide if it is of value. I retired in October of 2016, there were a variety of reasons but I was 52 and I realized that there is not enough daylight left in my life. At the new year I looked at finally getting some kind of formal sailing training to add to my years of actual sailing dinghys, hobies, flying juniors, mono’s of around 25’, and occasional crewing on larger stuff. I knew how to sail small craft but never skippered anything over 25’. American based ASA sailing schools are abundant and it appeared to me that the quality and the experience was variable, plus the cost was something that seemed excessive to me. I then looked at other options and found that RYA classes were available in lots of places that would make the whole experience more adventurous. So off to Spain I went for three weeks accommodation aboard along with breaky and lunch with daily classes and a great bunch of classmates. It was a great time and I made friends with whom I still keep in touch with today. So I have a RYA day skipper cert. and an International Certificate of Compliance. 2017 and 2018 went by and I could not stop a divorce so I succumbed and January came around again and I was still losing daylight. I had spent that time doing occasional work for the old employer and took up mountain biking and yoga to fill the time I was not dreaming on Yachtworld, Yacht Market or iNautia. Got a contract on the house and a closing date in early April, so I contacted the brokers for my top three choices from the boat search and bought a one way ticket to Italy where boat no. 1 was sitting. Italians are funny, it seems that multiple brokers list the same yacht and compete for the sale. My broker met me at the airport in Rome and we immediately went to look at it. While we were there another broker brought his clients to look at it and the brokers huddled and bidding started. Now don’t get the wrong idea, I am convinced that I was not being played by my broker, but I was being played by the seller and the other broker. I walked away. I would have liked to buy that boat, but I was not going to play the game. For the following few days the broker and I looked at a few other boats and I learned a lot about the very bureaucratic process that must be accomplished to buy a boat in Italy. There is this little blue booklet that is effectively the title and it must be completed by the administrator of the port where the boat was first registered. This may not be where the boat is today, but hey you have to go back to where it started to change it. I would highly recommend having a buyers agent who is fluent in Italian and your language, along with this process if you go boat shopping in Italy. I got stuck in Rome over Easter. Its amazing, you can’t go anywhere out of Rome. Trains are booked, rental cars are gone, flights are full. So you just have to suck it up and go to the Vatican for Easter. It was a great experience. Boat no. 2 was in Bari and I finally got out of Rome and off to Bari. Well it was actually just north of Bari in a little town called Manfredonia. Train, bus and a lot of walking got me to a nice AirBnB near the port and the next day broker no.2 showed me boat no. 2. It was in great shape, a little above my budget and I wanted to make an offer right then but I decided I needed to see boat no. 3 before I made an offer. Boat 3 was in Corfu so I went to get a ticket for the ferry from Bari to Corfu and found out that it only ran once a week so I spent a few days in Bari doing the tourist thing. I had a great time, Bari is a fun town. Then the day before the ferry to Corfu I got an email from broker no.3 and found out that the owner had moved the boat from Corfu to Malta. Well I had never been to Malta and what the heck. So I took a not so cheap flight from Bari to Malta with a stop over in Rome. Of all things to happen while I was waiting for the connection in Rome I got an email from broker no. 3 that the seller had now decided not to sell boat no. 3. I went apeshit. I begged and got indignant. I was pissed off. But I had never been to Malta so I went. I also called broker no.2 and said to write up an offer and I would be back after a few days in Malta. So I got to Malta and did the tourist thing which by now this whole trip had been more of a tour then a boat buying trip and I wasn’t accomplishing what I set out to do. Anyway I remembered the name of another broker who was based in Malta, that I had read about over my 2 years of searching and I decided to go see them first thing the next morning. I walk in and say Hi I’m here to buy a boat and what do you have for sale in the 43’-47’ range? The first guy looks at me funny and then goes and gets another guy who speaks better english. So they have this boat and it’s a 38 footer, it’s a 2017 model and the owner is in over his head and you can get it for a good deal. Okay it’s a bit small but lets go look. Well it was too small for my desire, so I asked what else was available. Malta broker says that there is this 43 footer that we take care of, but it has been sitting unused for a few years. The owner has kind of disappeared and we are just getting it ready to try to sell it if we can get his attention. It has a new jib, new sea-cocks but it is filthy and really needs a good cleaning before we should show it to you. I ask to go look at it because it was actually the same year and make of boat no. 3 that I missed out on. So we go look and yes it is filthy and the log book says that it has not gone anywhere since 2011. As we are walking away I throw a verbal low offer on the table and Malta broker says I’ll ask my boss and we will see if the owner will take it. The next day, Malta broker called me and said that the owner agreed to my offer. Oh shit! When can we get it pulled and surveyed? How much money do I need to move and where? When can I take possession? Lets make this happen. Oh and it needs a new bimini, dodger, stack pack, toilets, batteries, the list goes on. Oh and can you get a cleaning crew onboard asap. Well I bought it. I have been living on it for 3 weeks now in Malta. I did go back to the US to get my gear and my dog. I never made the offer on boat no. 2. I have cleaned the boat top to bottom inside. Had the hull cleaned. Had a underwater high resolution film survey of the hull, rigging survey, systems survey. You really can’t get a boat pulled with no prior appointment this time of year. I got insurance. Waiting on having it de-registered from Malta so I can get it US documented. Running rigging has been removed and dynema is scheduled for Monday. You'll hear more from me soon. I hope you enjoyed that.
  10. 18 points
    Even though they've been one of our competitors, I've had great respect for the business Kyle built. This is a hard industry, no question, and I'm sure Kyle thought long and hard about the most profitable way forward for his business. For what it's worth, I've gotten a lot of messages of support from our customers. We've offered to Kyle and his team to purchase the majority, or just all, of their dinghy parts. I haven't heard back yet, but this is a standing offer for me to get on a plane with a blank check and buy that from them. We're also trying to communicate with them that any of their staff that are going to be displaced, should apply here, as we could make homes for them. Finally, we were already in the middle of it, but we're doubling down on our catalog expansion, building out a full custom rig department, and massively expanding our hardware stock here to serve sportboat and keelboat customers. We had a staff meeting yesterday, and we're going to focus fully on finishing that project over the next month or two so we can support sailors with the hardware, line and parts they need. - George
  11. 18 points
    IPLore - I am one of the CEO from RS Sailing (we have 2). I do not really write on forums by your post pretty much sums it up. We have lost this one and we always knew taking on the largest class in the World would not be easy. Change is tough. We completely understand how smaller MNA would struggle and that is why we spent so much time on a transitional plan. You are right, it did hurt (only for a short while) but on Sunday evening on my way home all I felt was pride - We had a go, did it with a smile and made some friends on the way - This is the RS way. It was a real team effort. So we can walk away with our head held high and go back to growing the brand - as you said 'sailor by sailor, club by club, boat by boat BUT I do not see it as the hard way - This is the fun. It is what we have done for 25 years and what we will continue to do...it is why we love what we do. From RS Tera to RS Aero to RS21 we will continue to get more sailors on the water. As a team we reflected today on the pass few weeks and I can honestly we feel like winners. The support we have had from around the world has been unbelievable....and for all those that have liked, comments etc...thank you Jon - RS
  12. 18 points
    Sometimes there are some strange markings on the nautical chart. This time it is a 'ringdyke. I know the place, my mother grew up in this new polder. A few days before WW2 ended the retrieving German troops mined the dyke and blew two holes in it. The polder flooded and all inhabitants had to evacuate. I grabbed some of the material I could make and find and composed a very short historic document. Enjoy! The polder flooded
  13. 18 points
    I was on shore for my live interview show, and then live with the ABC Grandstand radio for the start. Channel 7 has full rights to all live vision - so there was really no point going on the water. I am not allowed to even do live Instagram stories. I had two sidekicks on the water sending me vision and intel so that I could tell you guys what was happening, and the ABC were cool enough to let me live stream our commentary that was going to national radio to my Facebook in exchange for me staying on shore to help them out That broadcast only went to five minutes after the start, so I just kept it rolling for you all on Facebook. Was the absolute best that I could do! About to board the plane, and will keep you posted as often as I can x I am working with the CYC as of yesterday afternoon to help with some of their social media coverage, but they have more hired me as a talent - I will still be doing my own coverage thanks to the support of Musto, Harken and North. Happy Hobart everyone thank you for following - the more you watch and share, the more I events I can cover around the World for you guys x
  14. 16 points
    There's a piece of multihull history that's just begging to be told. I've been following this story from the sidelines for several years now. The story of this boat serves as an important lesson about the yachting industry, as well as a turning point in the history of Gunboat, but there are so many subplots and twists to this boat's past, involving so many characters...and the best part is the story is still unfolding. A development this morning gave me a good laugh so I decided I had to share. In the Gunboat South Africa era (2005/6?) a pair of brothers from Latin America approached PJ about buying a Gunboat 62/66. The brothers loved the design but felt the price tag was too steep. Pj assured them that they could never build a boat like a Gunboat for less money, anywhere, and his offering was the best deal going. To try and close the deal PJ (apparently) comped a week's charter aboard Gb6202 Safari (IIRC). The two parties had gotten down to details in the contract but the $3.4m (or whatever the price was) was just too high. The brothers figured PJ was making heaps of money at that price and they wanted a deeper discount than Pj could offer. Despite the free charter, negotiations stalled. Around that same time, PJ decided to stretch the 62 tooling to 66 feet (basically in order to accommodate more equipment and offer more luxury). Now...PJ and MM had had an agreement where MM would get royalties from every GB62 sold...but PJ argued that he was no longer selling 62's, he was selling 66's, so MM was no longer entitled to royalties. Pj told MM to go pound sand. That obviously wasn't a popular decision with MM. Back to the brothers...Frustrated with negotiations with PJ, the brothers approached MM asking if MM would sell a "likeness" of the GB62 design. The brothers wanted to have a GB62 built themselves (without all of the cream that they thought PJ was skimming). MM figured any sense of loyalty between PJ and MM was sorta out of the window so they happily helped. MM changed the bow profile, some corners were rounded, some construction details were changed...but it was a GB62v.2 in spirit if not in name. The brothers went to several builders before settling on Lyman Morse in Maine (back when JB Turner was still there, before JB left for Front Street). PJ was furious that he'd been "betrayed" by MM. He'd spent $100's of thousands on design for the Gunboat 62, he'd spent months trying to close these guys, he had comped a charter, the sale was HIS fish to land, it was HIS design to sell. To MM, after the 62/66 royalty situation, it was the quick and the dead. "Mala" was the final and definitive nail in the coffin for the relationship between GB and MM (though their relationship had apparently been on the rocks for a long time). That breakup ended up driving PJ and GB to Nigel Irens Design for the Gunboat 78 (started in SA), then later the GB60 (China) and finally the GB55 (USA). The GB/MM era was over. Some would argue (including myself) that Gunboat never found its footing after the split with MM. MM would have to wait until the HH line to find commercial success in the market segment again, when MM and Hudson would join forces to settle their blood feud with PJ. As for the not-a-Gunboat 62, "Mala Conducta" was wildly overbudget and way behind schedule. The "outrageous" $3.4m that PJ had been offering for a Gunboat was a bargain in comparison to the (reported) $7m that "Mala" ended up costing. (That excludes the very real possibility that the brothers would've been victims of GB's bankruptcy in SA if they'd gone with PJ...but ignore that fact for rhetorical purposes). Despite the cost and delays the boat was fantastic. I got to see her not long after launch (2009?) and went for a sail. She was heads and shoulders better than any comparable Gunboat of her day. Interior finish was beautiful, the styling updates were perfect. She was the best boat Gunboat never built. There were teething issues (as you'd expect). They snapped a rudder or two, they had issues with the rudder cassettes, but the boat was fast and strong. Before you knew it she was off to the Caribbean and onward to Panama. As for GB/PJ, by the time Mala launched PJ/GB had gone out of business in S. Africa (PJ insists it doesn't count as a bankruptcy, though many would contest that characterization. A difference without a distinction, maybe?). The global economy was melting down and orders were canceling left and right. In truth, PJ had never really been making money hand over fist the way the brothers had assumed, or even making money at all. Even though he had 4 boats under build, without new orders he couldn't finish the boats that he already had contracts for. It turned out buying a Gunboat 62 at a loss for PJ actually WAS a good deal. The first GB "bankruptcy" in SA had revealed the Ponzi scheme nature of boatbuilding. Borrow from Paul to pay Peter in this case, I guess. In the end, Gunboat would go bankrupt 3 more times, repeating the same Ponzi scheme over and over again ("FAKE NEWS! Not bankruptcies!" PJ is yelling at his computer screen somewhere). Having seen behind the curtain, though, I'm much more sympathetic to PJ's difficulties. It's just really fucking hard to build a boat "on time, on budget, on spec", especially if there's some expectation of profitability or a sustainable business model. About a year after launch "Mala Conducta" was struck by lightning in Panama. Structurally the boat was ok but the electrical system was plagued by issues. "Mala" was an early adopter of Lithium batteries and networked electrical systems. They backtracked to Curaçao to haul out and fix the boat. They flew some techs down from Maine to work on her and at some point during her refit the Lithium batteries caught fire. The contractors barely had time to get off before the boat was engulfed in flames. In a stroke of unfortunate luck, Curaçao has some excellent firefighting equipment as a result of oil refinery/fuel storage industry on the island. Instead of spraying water on the burning boat (which wouldn't have worked) they used chemical (foam?) to extinguish the fire. That meant they put the fire out moments before the boat was inarguably a total loss. It had the appearance of a boat, but it wasn't a boat. The resin had burned out, the foam was gone, but the "shell" was intact. I was told you could push your finger through the deck. Below shoulder-height the boat was "fine" but the main bulkhead was toast, the ceiling/deck was scorched, the jack stands had punched through the flooded hulls. To the insurers (reluctant to pay out on a $5m+ claim) it was a repair job. To everyone else it was a total loss. Engineers were flown in, boatbuilders, etc. and no one wanted to touch the project. The insurance claim went to court where it languished for about a decade. The story went quiet. Throughout the saga I followed the story out of sheer morbid curiosity, but I continued paying attention long after the fire because I wanted to believe there was an opportunity there. A power cat! A cheap Hall mast! A sailing cat using a kite instead of a mast! But alas...there's nothing more expensive than a cheap boat. I talked with the guys at MM, I talked to the skipper, the broker, everyone said it was trashed. I was told nearly a year ago that the case had been resolved and the assets would be for sale but I didn't make a move. There was no play to be made and I passed on whatever opportunity might exist. That's why I was so surprised when I saw that a couple of hippies bought it about 6 months ago. They also have a Lagoon 560 that they seemingly live on full time. https://m.facebook.com/Ocean.Nomad/ They managed to get both engines running, jury rigged a stumpy alloy pole for a makeshift mast, strapped the Hall mast on deck, repaired the obvious holes, and splashed the boat. They excitedly put a call out on FB looking for volunteers to crew from Curaçao to the US (in convoy with their other cat). They set sail...and...it seemed to be working! They sailed around Cuba, cruised the Bahamas, and made it to Savannah. Their FB posts showed them hiking waterfalls, swimming with the pigs in Staniel, basically living the dream. It was never revealed what they paid for it, but for a heartbeat I thought "Damn, maybe they DID get a deal and I missed it!" That thought was brief, though. I knew that any refit would be in the millions. There was no deal there. Inevitably the project would be abandoned. It was just a matter of time. That's why I got such a good laugh this AM. The project is for sale, "any reasonable offer considered". https://yachthub.com/list/boats-for-sale/used/sail-catamarans/morrelli-and-melvin-62-luxury-performance-sailing-cat-mala-conducta/231214 I feel bad for the hippies. I'm sure this adventure HAS been an adventure, but it must've also been expensive and time consuming. Any "adult in the room" would've told them to save their money and spend their time elsewhere. It seems to me like this boat has some bad karma wrapped up in it. Luckily for them, they seem to be pulling the plug before the bleeding gets to be too bad. Anyway, this story has been going on for years now. It's like "the Giving Tree" by Shel Silverstein. The drama keeps unfolding, each chapter more tragi-comic than the last. Eventually, maybe someone will hire a bulldozer to turn this boat into landfill, or maybe someone with more money than sense will fix it for real. Either way, it'll be interesting to see how this story ends. What's the lesson? Buy used. Or buy new from a billionaire who doesn't care about profit. Or don't buy a cheap used boat. Or don't start a high-end boatbuilding business without a bankruptcy lawyer on speed dial. I dunno. That's the "Mala Conducta" story.
  15. 16 points
    "No taxation without representation" should be a reasonably familiar rallying cry to most Americans. The bottom line with Brexit is that the EU is a non-democratic body that sets rules that folks have to live by, but have no say in creating. If you doubt me, pick any rule you like and figure out who you might vote for to support it, or oppose it. If you can't identify a representative that you can directly impact with your vote, then you are not living in a democracy. The EU is a benign dictatorship designed with the sole purpose of stopping Germans taking panzer rides to France via Belgium. The reason that the Europeans are so hysterical and want to "punish" the Brits for leaving is because they equate weakening the EU with an existential threat to peace in Europe. That same reason is why they have given up their own sovereignty to an unelected bureaucracy - it keeps the people well away from making stupid decisions, like cheering-on genocidal loonies gassing 6M people or invading Russia in autumn without food or warm boots. Or shooting old ladies from rooftops in Srebenica or rounding up thousands of fighting age men and shooting them in the back of the head in the forest or...... Brits have their own dis-functional governmental system that stops them doing shitty things to everyone except the Irish. They don't need to pay for an unelected Frenchman, a dithering Dutchman and a monstrous mobile cadre of grey-men who's average location is somewhere between Strasbourg and Brussels. All that - and I'm actually a "remainer". Scooter doesn't know shit either - Brexit is not racist, it's perceived self interest.
  16. 15 points
    My son got his hands on a free yacht, a foxhound 24. She had been waiting for two years on the wharf when he got her. The water stood 20 cm in her hull. But he saw her fine lines and decided to restore her (a bit). It is a no-budget boat, he is a student. But he can use all the boat related stuff I collected in 40 years. I filmed it and what started as a funny videoclip ended a bit melancholic, seeing him sailing away (ish). It is a long clip, 9 min. But you can blame Johann Strauss for that, he composed the Blue Danube and made it 9 minutes. Enjoy:
  17. 15 points
    Dear and nearly long-lost friend Lia Ditton has a story to tell. Read it. Why Did You Stop Sailing? A journalist in Portland, Oregon asked me a year ago. Why Are You Rowing the Pacific? Everyone asks me this. In 2011, I starred in a horror movie, except that movie was my life. I had a stalker and you know him. You probably follow him online. The messages at first were one liners, but over the months they became lengthy scripts from a sick, disturbed mind. “I am Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde…” The emails were sent from names of people in the sailing industry or hybrids of sailing names. Sometimes photos were attached, of me that week. The calls were unregistered. The phone company had no record of them. Something called ‘pinging’ - I learned - an automated service you can select online, to harass someone. It didn’t matter what email address or social media account I used. The messages came up to 6 a day, sometimes sent to people I interacted with online. By Christmas of 2011, I had stopped writing for all sailing publications including Sailing Anarchy. I don’t remember when the hot sweats started, but I remember the nightmares in detail - waking up unable to scream, waking up as my throat was being slit. I sat in the living room one day beside my life’s possessions all boxed up. I was planning to swim to the Scilly Isles at night, knowing full well I wouldn’t make it. I was afraid of myself - afraid if my stalker turned up in my alleyway, I would grab the kitchen knife and kill him. This was year two and I now knew who he was. The police got more involved on the request of my uncle, a policeman himself. The stalker went on the list as WANTED in the UK, but he was on a train back to France before they could grab him. He was no fool. I moved apartment, moved again and then to Spain, alas too late. My appendix ruptured, then for a year, I was on a special diet to save my spleen. I was corroding, from the inside out. Amazingly, I got a job - in the Sahara, for an ultra marathon company. The Sahara is beautiful, brutal, raw and so was the race, The Marathon des Sables. I waited all my career to join a women’s Volvo Team, but I didn’t apply for Team SCA, because I couldn’t. My life was a shattered pane of glass, held together by tape. But in the dust of the desert I found hope and three years after it started, I ventured back into sailing. At first I suffered heart palpitations at the sight of boats, - the stalker works in the sailing industry - but over time those went away. My first job was as safety officer for the ocean rowing race from Monterey to Hawaii; my second as boat captain of the 110ft solar powered catamaran ‘Planet Solar.’ Then again I was safety officer for the second edition of the rowing race to Hawaii. The ocean was calling me back. Rowing the Atlantic in 2010 was a diversion, a fun side show to my main love of racing boats. Naked for 73 days, the oars extensions of my arms, I could feel the ocean. Whales swam alongside and clicked to communicate. I felt I belonged. I felt wild and free. When I began this project to row solo across the North Pacific, to be the 1st woman and 1st person to row land-to-land, I don’t think I knew my motive. Now I do. In 1,850 miles of training, rowing my boat in the bay of San Francisco and down the California Coast, my body has become strong. I have picked up a huge following of all ages, but particularly young girls. And for those girls, I want to throw open the doors of possibility that they can do and be whatever they dream of. Rowing the Pacific was never about rowing, but what it represents: resilience in the face of adversity, determination against all odds and dogged unwavering perseverance. I don’t know how you move on from an experience like being stalked - it left shards of glass inside of me. But what we do know, is that over time glass is weathered by the sea. My typhoon-proof rowboat is about to be built and I am set on leaving Japan right before the Tokyo Olympics 2020. Think of it as the Super Slow Olympics as I’ll leave before the Olympics start and probably still be rowing after they’ve finished. I have one more thing to say. The man who stalked me is a sailing photographer.
  18. 15 points
    So I just finished my clinical rotation in a prison with murderers, rapists, addicts, drug dealers and petty criminals. Some were in for 3 months. Some are in for life. Over 1800 "offenders," two concertina wire fences, one of them electrified. Here are my impressions: Many of the offenders are on anti-psychotic meds. Buckets of them. Most of the other meds are pysch meds, but not anti-psychotic, specifically. It's obvious if there was more mental health treatment on the front end A LOT of offenders would not be in jail. Doors are dangerous. Treated a guy that had two black eyes, bloody lip and other injuries. Said he walked into a door. Must have done it several times with great force. After the sixth time of bonking your nose on the door, maybe open it? Next day treated another guy with similar injuries. He, too, walked into a door. I don't know why OSHA hasn't become involved yet. A cover up, maybe? Prison is graduate school for criminals. The amount of hustling, scams, angles and schemes going on is stupefying. One night the guards found a 5-gallon bucket of home-made hooch. How crafty, devious and practiced do you have to be to hide that for as long as they did in such a no-privacy, regimented place? When we gave an offender a plastic bag to ice his swollen jaw we labeled it with a sharpie, an expiration date/time and notified guards. That's how much things are tracked in a prison. Neck tattoos < face tattoos < full face tattoos < full face and skull tattoos "gay for the stay" = HIV for life NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN. They do not separate elderly because that is a form of discrimination. You fucking kidding me? The nasty offenders don't spare the old folks; they see them as easy marks to shake down. One punch can fracture multiple face bones. Does it give a 30 year sociopath a moment of reflection when he sees what one of his punches does to the face of a 75 year old? From what I've seen, it does not. Always a bigger fish. When I was treating one guy that walked into a door I was thinking, "Who the hell beat the shit outta this guy?" He was over six feet tall, young, white supremacist tattoos, muscled and mean. Later that night I saw a guy waxing a floor. He was close to 7' with shoulders as wide as a doorway, and his entire shaved cranium was covered with tattoos of skulls and fire. And he seemed really, really intent on grinding out any little blemish that offended him. Dumb and smothered. A lot of the guys in for petty crimes and drugs were getting into more trouble and digging deeper holes once they got in prison. Many of them appeared quite dumb. I mean-- Forest Gump dumb-- "borderline retarded." Sometimes manipulated, sometimes desperate and without any sort of coping skills, sometimes just dumb--- in a place that is brutally unforgiving of any bad choices. In for a year? Now you're in for 5. I've always thought the American prison system is bullshit, especially the profit-driven private run facilities. Turns out, I was right. Out of the 1800 in that place, if you got rid of the crazy ones and the dumb non-violent ones and just left the murders, rapists and other violent felons, I'd bet the population of that prison would go from 1800 to 300.
  19. 14 points
    Hi guys, as you know, initially Chris but then Takao, who I respect beyond just about anyone else in the sailing community commissioned me to do a Carbon rig. Caldecoat is a big boy, 95-100kgs, as am I, but he is 20 years younger and a whole lot fitter. Otaini is 65kgs wringing wet 10 years older than me, but still a whole lot fitter. (there's a message here). Chris's focus was the big rig, for pretty obvious reasons. Takao's focus is Kids in Asia (and he is a big kid often) and he (Takao) has been on about this for years, and the future of any sport, is the growing middle class in Asia, and that's not China, it's Asia. For what ever reason the 4.7 has not had anything like the success there as it has in Europe in particular. Even when we where doing the 29er, 22 years ago, the late great Dave Ovington wanted bigger and more powerful and Takao wanted smaller and easier to sail. Ya got to remember that a 25 year old Asian woman is 50kgs, at 27 year old guy is maybe 65kgs. Sure, like any culture there are bigger people and smaller people but as a whole, Asian's are 10-15kgs less than there Oceania counterparts. Where the C5 rigs are now. The 3 rigs that where in Valencia are in Tracy Usher garage in San Francisco, I don't believe they have been out of the bags yet. In Australia, Chris is doing exactly what the ILCA and OLCA have asked and that is get "a few" rigs (C5) out there for at arms length testing and that is happening. I have one in my roof outside, but it's yet to see the water, but that's not arms length testing [ALT]either. The C6 rig is in remarkable good shape given it had the least amount of time spent on it. But it also need ALT, and there is non scheduled at the moment, the whole focus is on the C5. The C8, probably has had the most amount of testing done on it, because I'm big, Chris is big as is Tom Burton, Gerard West, Bret Perry and just about everyone else who has sailed it. The issue with it is once we made this decision to make them all "check-in-able" which has significant consequence logistically, that the "stump" needs to be addressed. Again, there is one in SFO, but there is no plan beyond some fun sails to progress that to ALT at this stage. Bit on here at the moment on a number of other fronts, but there is a plan to revisit the stump latter this year. Re single handers. I have said this a few times, and Dad addressed it in his book, you need "X" amount of RM/kg to plane. You can't get anywhere near X in a off the gun-whale, body swung single hander. Those kgs are total kgs, so boat, mast sail, foils and the person, so the weight difference between a Melges and a Aero is real, but it's not enough to affect the sum in a manner that will allow either boat to plane up-wind. Just about every one of these boats will do maybe 105% of hull speed, if sailed very well. The difference in weight will be reflected in pointing angle, the lighter boat should point higher, but the conundrum is the lighter boat is more difficult to hold that higher angle because it has less momentum. Off wind, different story, because you can generate enough "x" factor to plane. All boats can, and the more sail you have, the more likely you are to plane so to compare boats you really need to compare say a 7m² sail with another 7m² sail on the lighter boat to get any "real" comparison. My caveat to that is if you use a Carbon mast you can carry about 8-10% more area, so the Carbon rig boat can argue to carry a 7.5 - 7.7m² sail "legitimately" (provided the mast is 50% lighter). Re Carbon. Single word "inertia". And its a X² law. Stepping backwards 2 steps, there is a weight reduction and it is significant. A std Laser alloy rig is 10.4kgs. The Radial is about 10kgs. The new Carbon rig that is a development as in designed to be very cost efficient but is 100% Carbon and is a similar span to a Radial rig comes in a just over 4kgs. (4015 gms I think), that's tracked, but needs fittings, and they weight 28gms (mast head fitting) 102gms (goose-neck fitting). Get into square-heads in a moment but they tend to be full batten, so you carry 500gms more in the sail weight, bottom line is you'r going to end up 5.25 kgs lighter. So a Laser/ILCA dinghy, that's 75kgs (dead weight (no crew) is now 70kgs and that's 7% and that's very very real. Now stepping backwards 1 step, all single handers are sailed up wind at about 6° heel, cut a long story short, the rig hangs out of the boat to leeward, so some of the effort you apply to hold the boat upright (6° heel) is countering the weight of the rig (to leeward) do the maths and its about 5-7% of you right moment. It is this factor that allows a Carbon rigged boat to carry more area, to counter "more available righting moment, what my father would have called Sail Carrying Power and its a simple calculation. So now we have 7% lighter and 7% effectively "more available Righting Moment". Now the biggy, inertia! Took a while to get this, because there was empirical evidence that was not explained but the 2 above, it just did not make sense, but a very "enlightening conversation" with Gottfried (Klampfer) from Austria follow by a fine bottle of red with Paolo (Portiglia) that night In Milan and it all fell into place. Let me see if I can explain this. Yes there is a weight reduction, but its a lot more. The top of this new rig that is about to appear on my door step in 20mm (ID) maybe 25mm OD. At the joint. 1/2 way down its 46mm ID, 51mm OD and at deck level is 52mm ID and 59.5mm OD. It's Carbon and FRP laminate weighs about H1800 (1.8 x the density of water), compare that to the std alloy mast, 50mm OD in the topmast section, 1.7mm WT, lower mast is 64mm OD and 2.4mm WT and alloy is H2700. Yes, one mast weighs about 10kgs, and the other weighs about 4.15kgs, little under 6kgs less, but the CoG, the balance point of the mast is so much lower with the carbon. So the difference is not just the difference in weight, its also the height of that weight, and inertia is that height sq x the weight. So without doing the actual sum, its very easy to end up with a mast that has less than 1/2 the inertia, so whats that? Get a stick, 2.5m long, stick a 10 kg weight on the end of it and walk around holding it upright with one hand, then simulate going over some waves, turning corners (un-expectantly because you did not see that boat coming) or that gust that caught you un-aware's. Then do exactly the same exercise with a 2m stick and put 4kgs on the top. Every time you hit a wave and the boat pitches up-wards or downwards your fighting that inertia, every gust that catch's you un-awares you are fighting that inertia as you have to swing hard to stop the boat rolling to leeward (or windward) that's inertia your fighting, and it becomes draining. Once you sail the lighter rig mast, you never want to go back to the heavier rig. It in itself is not faster, but what happens is the drop in inertia means that you can sail the boat better for longer, and ts simply more fun, and time and time again, even with the most focused individuals, that simply comes through in the data. It was the missing "X" factor in the calculations. If your learning to sail, the rig is far less daunting, it has far less chance to become overwhelming. The simple fact is a carbon rig is far better for the Punter than the Rock Star. Final point is square head versus pin-head rig. Carbon dose not like to bend, because it dose not like to elongate. It can elongate, about 1% without issue/fatigue. Aluminium dose fatigue, it cycles, everyone in the aircraft industry knows this which is why here are so many planes parked in Nevada. Nothing wrong with a good pin-head rig, all my 18teens where pin-heads, Lasers etc etc, but to be able to manipulate them you need a powerful vang and you need to bend the mast about 4.5-5.5%. 4-5.5% you cycle alloy, end of story! A square-head rig, and I define a square head as a sail whose head-board length is at-least 25% of foot length (49er is 27%) and it need to be >90° (FX is about 115°) to the mast, held out by 2 top battens, one at approx 45° and the primary control is downhaul! They bend 1.5-2%. This is getting a bit long so I am going to cut this short, but a Carbon rig is normally a lot smaller than a alloy rig in Dia, and this again is a X² law, and if you couple that with a good square-head sail plan, bending 1/2 as much then there is a very real prospect of developing a mast that will never fatigue. And I really do mean a mast that NEVER goes soft, you can use it for years and years and years. To prove that point the demand for topmasts in the 49er has drop to 1/10th of what we used to sell and the number of boats has risen in the same period. With pin-head and alloy/Carbon combination mast, you went through 3-4 masts per year, now you keep your favorite mast for 3-4 years, Its that dramatic. Sorry, I have to go back and do some work, ciao jB
  20. 14 points
    You think that’s impressive? Just two weeks ago I raced aboard a Beneteau that has been afloat for at least a year!
  21. 14 points
    Flashbulb moments. The foredeck crew flat on his stomach, head in the forepeak as the boat buries itself into the third wave of the set. The gust atomises the water into a fog that whips over the crew on the rail before dumping over the boat, water pouring over the transom. The water dissipates and I see a dark head emerge in the white water in the bow. Good show, the bowman is still on. I’m pressing a bit, as I try and keep the boat moving in the short lumpy sea state, we’re only doing 7 ½ knots which I’m happy with, we’re not pointing as high as some but we’re not making much leeway either. Under staysail and full main, the boat feels balanced with a slight weather helm needed in the puffs. The staysail is soo good to drive to in strong winds, but leaves me feeling a bit underpowered when the wind falls too much below 20 knots. The boom is up near centerline with some twist to exhaust the puffs, and even though it’s an ugly swell with the waves trying to wrap around the hull form, we’ve got loads of horsepower. Oh yeah. I bear away a degree, eyes on the forestay angle, the weight on my feet shifting to leeward as the heel increases a degree more before planting the chine and translating the energy into go-forward mode. The helm pulls under my fingers as we surge forward into another set of three waves rearing up, I’m trying to twitch the bow off as the bow rises to meet it. We slam into the trough hard, the furled jib gyrating under the deceleration as I squeeze some more weather helm for the next wave, not quite making it again, the boat falling into the next trough shaking itself, speed falling away. Ugh. This should not be fun. It’s dark, it’s blowing 15’s to 30, the bowman is struggling to get the gennaker back on board as it snakes under the lifelines and we’ve got a 10nm beat in a wind opposing tide, albeit with not huge seas but one with a short nasty duration. Wiping salt from my eyes, I realise I’m grinning like a loon. This isn’t just fun, it’s awesome! The bowman calls for a tack, and we go over, putting the runaway gennaker on the high side and the crew haul it inboard. I look to port and downwind as the crew are trimming into high mode and there is The Matrix, a Beneteau First 50 and then Dream, an Inglis 38, both slightly ahead as we settle into an Easterly beat away from the shore. The waves on this tack are more abeam and a lot easier to drive in, the boat speed pegs past 8 knots but then I feather too much, the boat popping upright. I’m too focused on height, the leeward boats surge half a boat length forward and I curse mentally as the bow flicks off on a puff and now I’m too pressed, we’re now in low mode. For gods sake get it together Shaggy. We fight this tack to the layline, and just prior the Inglis flops onto port . I'm watching but not moving, and you bastard Craig, it's a beautifully timed cross, our bowsprit sliding through the water occupied by his transom mere seconds ago. I see a bunch of cheeky grins fading into the darkness. Flashbulb moment again. In spite of my mental focus, I can’t help but laugh in response. This is what it’s all about, the cost and worry of owning the boat forgotten. It’s dark, it’s blowing 25+ knots , boats crashing over waves, nav lights winking on and off in the darkness and you’re crossing with a mere metre or two of separation after a similar tussle on the long downwind legs . We know these boats and these sailors, and have come to trust each other, we all know our strengths and weaknesses, so we hike a bit harder and trim again, hunting for those inches and seconds in the darkness. Another two tacks and we’re back in front and now leading the gaggle on the port layline to the shipping channel marker to the South. I sneak a quick peek over my shoulder, and coming hard down the layline and now planting herself firmly in the mix is Javelin, a J122. She’s had a great windward leg so far, so now we have four boats in trail leaping and lurching their way south to the boundary marker of the main shipping channel we need to cross for the last work to the finish. I call out to the crew to check for any outbound traffic, clear comes back the reply. We’re now in the lee of Mud island, and all four boats extend slightly in the flatter water and it’s a mad charge to cross the channel ahead of an outbound ship. Then suddenly 5 long blasts pierce the darkness, and like a switch has been thrown we all bear away and depower, dreams of sneaking across ahead the furthest thing from our minds as we meekly pass under the rather annoyed gaze of the ship's pilot. Now all 4 boats are grouped and luffing just outside the channel with only 1.8nm to go. The ship passes and the course is clear, the four of us turn almost in unison, I’m dimly aware of the dark shapes, shouting and the cannon shots of sheets coming on, it’s a drag race and it’s on. Javelin’s the lead boat now and has tacked over onto starboard heading for the finish line, and we follow, she’s to leeward and ahead by a length and may just lay the finish. The wind fills in to 20+ knots and everyone’s fully dialed up, no quarter given now, I try for height and the boat stands up in protest, the crew are yelling as I desperately fall back trying to fill the sails. I get myself sorted and with full sails up and 25 knots the boat accelerates enough to eke out in front before the slight but inexorable fall away below the higher pointing of the pack behind us. We need one more quick dig on port to the south to cross the finish line. It’s just there to windward, but we’re falling off, we’ve already crossed in front of the finish boat and are running out of room. I grit my teeth and curse myself for not laying it in one go, and push deeper for a bees dick of more speed, trying to gain separation from Javelin as she’s behind but above us,. This has to be good tack or we’ll not only foul Javelin badly, we’ll overshoot the line into danger shallow water if we’re forced to tack back away. Shit sit shit. I look for some slack water, one last quick look behind, and another flashbulb moment of Javelin’s prow etched in white foam in the darkness. I call the tack, no finesse this time as I almost brutalize the helm over, and bless the crews cotton socks the jib comes on in a heartbeat, we’ve got speed and power and we cross just inside the pin end to take line honors with a few boat lengths to spare. Our handicap is a shocker after the last race but I couldn’t give a tinkers damn , I'm pounding the wheel as we celebrate, that was fantastic, close hard racing in fresh breezes and all the way to the finish. Motoring home, under a moon which only now helpfully decides to emerge from the clouds, I’m contemplating why I feel so content. The flashbulb moments return unbidden, and I’m struck by the clarity of the images, sounds and smells returning to match the optics,and I realize the common denominator, they’re all dangerous moments. I note my lack of concern, is this bad? Am I getting sloppy? Chasing down this thought, I'm struck with the realization of how much trust we sailors place in each other in this sport of ours. Any serious occupational health and safety audit would ban the sport outright, and yet we see it as fun, that’s yacht racing y’know? Symmetrical and asymmetrical boats converging and diverging, with gusts near 30 knots and a sloppy swell, surfing then falling off waves, masts gyrating all over the place, bowman holding on as they get buried into the troughs, the crew hiking on the rail only held up from pitching into the darkness by a single stainless wire and clenched butt cheeks, I’m amazed that the modern worlds regulations and oversight has not made our sport as extinct as the dinosaurs. I almost drain the first beer in one go it tastes so good, and half listening to the chatter of the crew I sit back and look around, taking in the night and thinking about what we can do to improve for next time. I’m smile in the darkness, my little lessons learnt forgotten in an a growing sense of freedom, and elation at being away from the bureaucracy and oversight that govern our normal lives. It seems in such contrast to the seemingly reckless and, at least to an outsider, suicidal behavior. Out here, our safety, and that of our boats, is dependent entirely upon the skill of our fellow sailors on the course, as it has done for 100’s of years, before albeit well intentioned oversight existed. I relax, content just to be on the water amongst like minded souls. And long shall it be so.
  22. 14 points
    Having gone through development cycles of various degrees of "lift fraction" I can say that, yes it could be a good idea. with a few qualifiers however. For me my experience is obviously rooted in C-class, so your results may vary. Our first foray into foiling was with off yer rocker, which was a full foiling platform, 2 main t-foils in the water at all times with flaps and wands, and two T-rudders, long ones in the water all the time as well. It flew, it was actually as stable as a truck, but it was not quick comparatively. A few years later we started down the path again but a more incremental approach to flight, starting with "high lift fraction" sailing, This means not lifting 100% of the mass of the boat, maybe only getting up to say 80% of the mass of the boat on lift. This is a shot from a day of testing we did, one of hundreds. Here we had two foils to leeward for testing, one straight to keep the boat from going sideways and another curved one for lift. It was blowing 13 and we were rocking steady mid-20's without stressing at all. Like I really mean it was waaaay less stressful than it might normally have been in the boat. It felt super lively yet under control. Pitch is our big enemy and as you can see we had nice bow-up trim and only about 10' of boat touching the water which had the nice side effect of offering up some great pitch stability that can go away quickly in full foiling mode. I can honestly say that in ten years of sailing C-cats this day was indeed one of the most fun I ever had. It was absolutely glorious, sunny, warm, decent breeze, a bit of seas state and this gradual dissipation of the usual anxiety you might feel when a bit too wicked up in short chop downhill. We totally smoked Caanan in these test runs. We were exceeding our archemedian targets by easily 20% and maintaining those speeds steadily, not cycling up and down. just nice big beautiful grunty VMG. Had one or two of stepped out on the wire we easily could have 15% more of all the goodness we were getting. A lot of the big tri's have gone through this development step recently before getting fully airborne. With good reason. Now for us this was not a winning route, essentially because we didn't fly 100% and when we did it wasn't really under control. But if I were to be building a boat today for shits and giggles, I'd not hesitate to have t-foil rudders and some serious, though not 100% lift available from my main foils. It makes life more secure, fun and you're able to step on the gas peddle without hesitation in all manner of sea state. You don't need tons of deck gear to control AOA of you're not trying to fly 100%. you can go with a progressive foil design that allows you to set lift simply by how much board you put down. For this you need curved foils however, so the more "down" they are, the more lift they offer while still offering side force. Likewise with t-foil rudders, if all you do is put them on and ensure they are tuned to zero AOA at zero pitch, they can work wonders in reducing pitching in sea state. No need for tricky AOA adjustment systems on the rudders. It is nice to have for sure, but it can be fussy to keep both rudders at the same angle, particularly if your platform is not very stiff. Now I will caution you that we have a rule in Architecture (Buildings not boats) that "curves cost four times as much as right angles". This is pretty much true in building foils too. You need bigger tools to build them and they are harder to machine. I'd also advise that if you are adding 400KG of lift to the boat, you will be adding a bunch more weight to the boat to handle it. Heavier foils, like 2-4 times heavier than straight foils if not more. Our lightest Canaan foils were 6 lbs, our full lifting foils that didn't break in ten minutes were coming in closer to 24 lbs a piece. Suffice to say a fuck-ton more carbon. Our traditional straight foils were two halves of built up foam and carbon laminated together. by the time we were fully foiling successfully, they were solid high-mod carbon right the way through. Which also takes a good deal more time to lay up, consolidate, cook off and machine than old school foils, so there's cost with all that time too. Not to mention extra bulkheads and strengthening around the board box as you're now lifting the boat, even partially by a point, not the comparatively uniformly loaded hull when floating or planing. Likewise for transoms if you add t-foil rudders. Make sure your rudder system and transom in totality is more strong than normal. You'll have up and down loads imparted to the system that were not there before t-foils. I will add that even the addition of T-foils to Canaan made our lives very much easier simply by moderating pitch somewhat. As with all things, you need to learn how to use them. We had one incident on PL at the beginning of a season on a blustery day before we had our wits about us. We went ripping off across the harbor at 20 plus knots with the banana boards fully deployed and all of a sudden found ourselves VERY fucking airborne in an entirely uncontrolled fashion. We should have been lifting the boards more as we got going pretty quick, instead we ended up in a very short positive feedback loop that ended ten feet above the water, then back in the water. It was a bit of a shocker. Your results may vary
  23. 14 points
    In loving memory of Clark and Daw We welcome this evening Mr Richard the skipper of the winning power boat. Hello Brian. Mr Richard, may we call you Dick? Sure Brian, most people do. So you won the race again this year Dick. Yep we did Brian, 10th time. I thought it was 9? Only because of that mongrel Ginger Megs!, It’s really 10, I count 10. Yes Dick we will come to that later. This year there seemed to be a problem with your AIS registration. Not at all Brian registration with the Australian Institute of Sport not required this is a power boat race. Dick I was referring to your safety equipment the AIS transmitter/receiver. Oh that thing, it was turned on the whole time. How do you know that Dick. Don Juan told me, everyone heard him. Did you at any point go and see for yourself? Shit no Brian, Dons room stinks of garlic and Gitanes, no one goes in there. Ok then but you say it was turned on but it was not transmitting? Correct Brian, it got de coupled. Surely you mean fried? No Brian I know what I said, it was de coupled. Big Eon needed to microwave his pre start brunch so he pulled the plug. I see and how did it get fixed so quickly in Hobart? We re shoe’d it Brian. Surely you mean re booted Dick? I know what I said Brian, I’m getting a bit tired of you putting words in my mouth. Ok then how did you fix it? Well Brian a bunch of us were sculling Bubbles from our smelly shoes and got a bit tipsy. Don Juan went below to get his Gitanes, realised what must have happened and plugged it back in. I see, and you got into some trouble last year too at the start did you not? Not at all Brian, that uppity little prick Ginger Megs snuck up on us, no one knew he was there! I see so what did you do Dick? We blocked the little prick so he couldn’t get past Brian what a stupid question! And what did he do Dick? That’s obvious Brian he had to turn away sharply and go somewhere else. And what might have happened if he had not done that Dick? Most likely Brian his front would a fell off! Thank you Mr Dick. Always a pleasure Brian.
  24. 14 points
    Good evening, I have new respect for Alex Thomson. He accepts his penalty as " very fair " and takes full responsibility for the incident. He is polite and shows excellent sportsmanship during the TV interviews despite what must have been a devastating blow to himself and his team. Take note Serena Williams and co and learn from Alex.
  25. 14 points
    Guess it wasn't built fjord tough. Glad all are ok.