Jim and I have just closed the Chicago Yacht Club bar and well......it's time to sleep. The women have rejected us and Joe.....well...his boobs are too small and droopy.
Our tracker is on and we're ready to race, with a few small details that we need to attend to: finish the bottom, make some sheets, and drink a few more Mount Gay's, has nothing to do with sexual preference.
Chichester
"Any damn fool can navigate the world sober. It takes a really good sailor to do it drunk." - Sir Francis Chichester when asked why he carried so much alcohol on his solo sail around the world.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
It's always something
Joe and I arrived Monday night to start the last minute preparations for the race and the pre-race inspection, which we passed with flying colors. The weather has been awful with temps around 100.
The bottom of the boat looks terrible, so I'm spending the day in the water scrubbing it clean. Boats and women should both have nice clean bottoms. Tomorrow we'll tackle the spinnaker pole and hydraulics. Also, tomorrow we'll do the final race sigh in, then....it's time to push her hard and see what comes out at the northern end. The key to winning....sail the fastest and shortest race, the doing is the hard part.
Right now, depending on the weather source, we'll start in 8kts from the SW with the wind building to 15 and holding till Sunday night. Of course, this is likely to change by race day. If this holds then up the rhumbline we go.
The bottom of the boat looks terrible, so I'm spending the day in the water scrubbing it clean. Boats and women should both have nice clean bottoms. Tomorrow we'll tackle the spinnaker pole and hydraulics. Also, tomorrow we'll do the final race sigh in, then....it's time to push her hard and see what comes out at the northern end. The key to winning....sail the fastest and shortest race, the doing is the hard part.
Right now, depending on the weather source, we'll start in 8kts from the SW with the wind building to 15 and holding till Sunday night. Of course, this is likely to change by race day. If this holds then up the rhumbline we go.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Who's in our Section?
Here's a list of the boats in Section 7. There are 23 boats in our section and 344 in the race.
Sail number | Boat Name | Yacht Make | Length | Club | ORR AP | ORR OW |
USA 50369 | Absolut | Beneteau 38S5 | 38.3 | None | 0.855 | 0.853 |
USA 16826 | Absolute | Peterson 37 | 37.2 | North Star Sail Club | 0.864 | 0.860 |
USA 64 | Aegir | C&C 99 | 32.43 | Burnham Park Yacht Club | 0.863 | 0.865 |
USA 42973 | Blue Heaven | Pearson Sl | 39 | Waukegan Yacht Club | 0.867 | 0.861 |
USA 32823 | Bootlegger | Peterson 37 | 37.16 | Harbor Point Yacht Club | 0.864 | 0.856 |
USA 50254 | Celerity | C&C 402 | 39.8 | The Anchorage Yacht Club | 0.856 | 0.852 |
USA 16770 | Cheep N Deep | C&C 39 | 39.5 | Chicago Corinthian Yacht Club | 0.859 | 0.860 |
USA 51804 | Cyclone | J92 | 30 | Chicago Corinthian Yacht Club | 0.863 | 0.870 |
USA 15004 | Fast Tango | North American 40 | 39.73 | Bayview Yacht Club | 0.858 | 0.856 |
USA 52832 | Foray | Beneteau First 37.5 | 37.5 | Columbia Yacht Club | 0.859 | 0.850 |
USA 31436 | Heat Wave | Dehler DB1 | 33 | South Shore Yacht Club | 0.851 | 0.847 |
USA 53026 | Measure for Measure | Morgan 36 Nelson-Marek | 36.0 | Columbia Yacht Club | 0.847 | 0.841 |
USA 6204 | Rush | Nelson Marek 36 | 36 | St Joseph/Benton Harbor Elks Yacht Club | 0.864 | 0.857 |
USA 60016 | Samba | Beneteau First 30 | 32.2 | Columbia Yacht Club | 0.859 | 0.856 |
CAN 161 | Smokum Too | Beneteau 42s7 LWshoal | 42.6 | Thornbury Yacht Club | 0.870 | 0.875 |
USA 212 | Spar Wars III | Olson 30 IB | 30 | Boyne City Yacht Club | 0.863 | 0.857 |
USA 51045 | Steadfast | Canadian Sailcraft 40 | 39.25 | Bayshore Yacht Club | 0.868 | 0.865 |
USA 54951 | Tenacity | Olson 34 | 33.9 | Burnham Park Yacht Club | 0.843 | 0.840 |
USA 52845 | Tide The Knot | Jeanneau SunFast 35 | 35.3 | Midwest Open Racing Fleet | 0.865 | 0.854 |
USA 40655 | Unknown Lady² | Frers 36 | 36 | Jackson Park Yacht Club | 0.859 | 0.853 |
USA 15044 | Velero VII | North American 40 | 39.8 | Bayview Yacht Club | 0.858 | 0.856 |
USA 73038 | Vesalius | Tripp 37 | 37 | Midwest Open Racing Fleet | 0.871 | 0.860 |
USA 42934 | Whisper | Express 34 | 34.0 | Columbia Yacht Club | 0.848 | 0.844 |
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Are we there yet?
We left St. Louis Tuesday, June 26 and arrived in Chicago on Saturday, June 30 one day latter than our planned arrival. There were 8 locks that we had to pass through and we had an average wait time of 5 hours, much longer than any trip that I've taken in the past. Part of the problem was lock maintenance which caused a loggerhead of commercial traffic, another contributing issue was the gross inefficiency of some of the lockmasters, one of which made no effort to hide is distaste for pleasure craft.
Our fuel consumption really surprised us, I was expecting to use close to a 1/2 gallon an hour, instead we only used a quart an hour.
After the first day, which was our only cool day, we saw a lot of 100+ degree days and tried all kinds of different techniques to stay cool: bucket baths, plugging the cockpit drains and filling the cockpit with water, using a bed sheet as an awning, and drinking an incredible amount of water.
The heat wasn't our only weather foe, while waiting for the Lockport lock to empty we were hit by a very powerful squall that had winds in the 60's+, lots of horizontal rain, and more lightening than than I've seen before. With a lot of difficultly we put the boat against the wall at the lock entrance, but when we tried to tie up to the railing, it was hit by lightening and then the transformer, only about 30 feet away, was also hit and exploded causing the lock to lose all power. In time, we were able to get the boat tied up and wait while the lockmaster got the generator to power the lock.
After entering the lock a second squall hit us causing a bit of a wrestling match between us and the lock wall. We won and the mast escaped with bearly a scratch. Seeing that we were about to be hit by a third wave, I asked for, and was granted, permission to tie up for the night outside of the upstream side of the lock for the night.
Our fuel consumption really surprised us, I was expecting to use close to a 1/2 gallon an hour, instead we only used a quart an hour.
After the first day, which was our only cool day, we saw a lot of 100+ degree days and tried all kinds of different techniques to stay cool: bucket baths, plugging the cockpit drains and filling the cockpit with water, using a bed sheet as an awning, and drinking an incredible amount of water.
The heat wasn't our only weather foe, while waiting for the Lockport lock to empty we were hit by a very powerful squall that had winds in the 60's+, lots of horizontal rain, and more lightening than than I've seen before. With a lot of difficultly we put the boat against the wall at the lock entrance, but when we tried to tie up to the railing, it was hit by lightening and then the transformer, only about 30 feet away, was also hit and exploded causing the lock to lose all power. In time, we were able to get the boat tied up and wait while the lockmaster got the generator to power the lock.
After entering the lock a second squall hit us causing a bit of a wrestling match between us and the lock wall. We won and the mast escaped with bearly a scratch. Seeing that we were about to be hit by a third wave, I asked for, and was granted, permission to tie up for the night outside of the upstream side of the lock for the night.
Leaving St Louis with Matthew taking a nap on deck
Matthew climbing a cell, used to tie up barges outside of locks, while waiting on the Starved Rock lock.
Joe, taken from the Starved Rock cell.
Jim, taken from the Starved Rock cell.
Matthew summits the cell
Inside the Starved Rock lock, almost at the top of a 38 ft. rise.
Approaching Chicago.
Matthew
Veronica
Joe
Jim
Downtown Chicago. When we passed under the Canal Street bridge we had to remove the windex arm, put everybody on the bow, and weigh down the end of the mast with a bucket of water to clear the bridge.
Approaching the last lock between Chicago and Lake Michigan. I jumped the gun and tried to enter the lock early and received a rather public lecture from the lockmaster to wait my place in line.
Finally. The last lock behind us and we're on Lake Michigan. Now on to Burham Harbor to put the mast up.
On the mooring with a storm approaching. Nothing like the Lockport storm, but it did have a officially recorded 82 mph wind gust. This storm went on to cause a lot of damage in W. Virginia.
In a tender, water taxi, leaving the boat on it's mooring.
Leaving Jeanne and the kids after their short Fourth of July visit.
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