Fast windsurfers
Fast windsurfers, originally uploaded by stevenjbaker.
Must learn to do it one day…
Fast windsurfers, originally uploaded by stevenjbaker.
Must learn to do it one day…
Asymmetric Monohull, originally uploaded by stevenjbaker.
Might have been a Laser 4000. Crewed by Remco, the insatiable high-wind Dutch sailor.
Racing a Hobie 16 single-handed on a gusty day
Race day was comical, with lulls followed by moderate gusts from various directions.
In a mixed fleet, Remko and I were first over the line in a Tiger two out of three in the morning. For the third, Remko took a unilateral decision to put in a capsize in the last minute before the start, giving us a finish of third on the water.
In the first of the afternoon, we were part of a bizarrely mixed group of boats who crossed the line at more or less the same time. Never before have I seen two Tigers and a half dozen Hobie 16s finish with three Lasers. (We’ll see what the handicap system makes of all this shortly, but I expect a Laser won.)
The comedy then turned risky as the gusts became near gale force. Remco and I were knocked down violently, with Remco gashing his leg on some part of the boat. The staff team in a Tiger were dismasted a little later when a shroud snapped:
Wildwind 36, originally uploaded by stevenjbaker.
The Tiger was soon fixed:
Wildwind 79, originally uploaded by stevenjbaker.
Remco will take a little longer.
(And I just learned that a Laser won.)
We woke yesterday to find the megayacht Maltese Falcon in the bay.
Follow the links from the photos for more shots, including sail deployment.
No photos of me today — Beth was busy — but a few good shots of others.
This is a Hobie Tiger, the boat I used to own.
What we came for:
This Hobie Fox with me at the helm is beam reaching with spinnaker, chasing down a Laser Vago, and without trapezing too. This should not be possible — beam reaching with spinnaker that is — because there should be more wind and it is a powerful boat.
Wildwind? This week it has been “Mildwind”, but fun nonetheless with a good crowd of sailors. The one cross-shore blast of 20-25 knots was exciting in the FX-1 and I’m hoping for more of it next week. The weather is indeed a cruel mistress.
And “that’s about the size of it”.
Too little wind this morning and a storm this afternoon, so we took a stroll, discovering this magnificent grasshopper (cricket?).
Photos from Wildwind, 21 Jun – 5 Jul may be found here.
Good breeze this morning and another good sail in the Fox. Still no heroic photos: maybe tomorrow.
Shortly after this photo was taken, the wind picked up to a gentle force 3, enabling a brisk sail in a Hobie Fox, a fast Formula 20 catamaran.
We achieved some hull-out broad reaching with spinnaker and the crew on the trapeze, which was ideal.
Sadly, circumstances have spared you a photo of these heroics, so I’ll have to ask you to make do with this stock image of a close-hauled Fox:
A superb boat. I may just have to sail it again later.
The RNLI Christmas appeal arrived this morning. This year, the RNLI assisted 7,834 people at sea. The men and women of the Lifeboats have now saved 137,500 lives. I have never needed them, but sailing around the Isle of Wight on a rough day in a fast catamaran, we were glad to know they were there.
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A steady force 2 all day. A touch dull.
Practice races all day of one lap, windward leeward. Far too small for a Tiger, but not a bad way to get practice starts. Mostly won, although humilated by a Hobie 16 (no gennaker) helmed by an Olympian.
Cross-shore tomorrow I hope.
And the jeep was fixed too
Monohulls can be ruled out. They are either too boring or too unstable. Rule 1.
The Fox – Formula 20 – is too much unless you need it to support crew weight. So rule 2 is don’t overreach yourself. (Never tried a Tornado, but they have the advantage of a broad beam.)
The FX One is a great single-hander, if perhaps a little heavy. The one here has no gennaker, so running is a bit pointless. Rule 3: have a gennaker.
The Pacific is not to be under-rated. Its steering is markedly slower than the Tiger’s and it’s a bit heavy, but as an exciting, large cat with which to take out relative novices, why not? It’s still powerful though: I wouldn’t want to get caught in a breeze picnicing with novices or kids. Rule 4 is perhaps to know your purpose.
The Hobie 16 is a laugh in a strong breeze, and it’s robust, but it breaks rule 3. It also pitches more than the boats with less rocker. Good in a windy location with surf? See rule 4.
So, for the moment, I’m sticking with old news: if your purpose is to race around as fast as possible at all times and you are prepared to be butch about it, the correct answer is Formula 18 (Tiger etc) if you never need to sail single-handed or Formula 16 (FX One, Blade, Stealth, and, marginally, Spitfire) if you do.
Hired a Suzuki Vitara (it’s a total lemon), relaxed with a book and waited for the cross-shore breeze to kick in: one of the cool kids now?
The wind duly arrived at 14:30. Took a Pacific 18 – like a Tiger, but simpler and a little heavier – and hooned around with a splendid fellow who only learned to trapeze yesterday. Great fun.
Then hooned around at the helm of a Tiger with another good guy. Mostly reaching and beating: we’ll need to practice with the slightly odd gennaker arrangement in tomorrow’s lighter morning breeze before we run with it in the cross-shore. The reaches were absolutely screaming
We didn’t measure the cross-shore, but there were plenty of white horses. Guessing a force 5-6.
An appropriate day and I’m beginning to relax:
Wildwind’s 20th anniversary BBQ is tonight. The band is just tuning up behind me and Joe is warming over his jokes
Minced about in the morning on an FX One in light winds. Then the promised “cross-shore” breeze kicked in on schedule at 15:15 with a perfect force 4-5.
Absolutely screamed to and fro in the FX One, hull out, trapezing at the very back of the boat. And no pitchpoles: not a capsize of any sort. Bloody marvellous.
Laughed my heart out flogging a Pico on a dare as the breeze built. What a horrible plastic pig. (It is, of course, a boat for novice children and the staff abused me appropriately.) If I just stood horizontally across the boat, it couldn’t capsize. It just brought me to the vertical, dumped the air and flopped back up. Tortured that for a bit then took a break.
Tiger tomorrow, I think, for old times’ sake.
The view from the balcony, where I sit now, is quite acceptable too.
