Tuesday, 18 September 2018

Drag race..

Quick trip out on a late Sunday afternoon..  tide at 1730 and I was supposed to be cooking Sunday dinner that evening so just a few hours on the water.. 

F4 gusting 5 according to Cambermet when I got on the boat, so I wound in the usual reef on the main and this time as an experiment I wound in a foam pipe at the luff end of the boom to try and preserve the shape a little better - not 100% sure as I had a crease, but performance was nothing to be upset about..

I had assumed a SW'ly from the forecasts so was expecting the usual long beat against a strong early flood but what I actually got was that soldiers wind again, which powered me down to the bottom of the harbour in a glorious manner..  3.5 and four knots against the tide with a foul('ish) bottom and you know you're motoring! Very pleasing..

Fast run back to the moorings and I was home in time to put the roasties on..  sublime...

Log:


Distance: 8.25 (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind (Speed; Direction): F4 gusting F5; SWxW going WxS
Sail Plan: Reefed main & 75% genoa
Speed (Max/average in knots):  4.9 / 2.9

Friday, 14 September 2018

Fisherman's friend... up to Emsworth..

Another cracking day on the water in shorts and tshirt long after I was expecting to be able to.. 

Westerly's this time - a "soldiers wind" suitable for visiting either end of the harbour, the only wrinkle being there wasn't much of it, but there was a lot of water in the tide...

First order of the day then - fully three and a half hours before high tide was to actually get to the boat as there wasn't much of it about..  I have sailed three and a half before HT but usually they're a neap and with a 4mtr plus difference this was definitely a spring...

No matter - the sun was warm and I got the boat ready, tried a little spinning with the fishing rod, and on the hour of three hours before dropped the mooring and had a go..   little sludgy at times but we were soon pushing up the ditch...

First stop then, Emsworth channel..  past the mid channel pontoon, Fisherman's,  and I eventually did a curtsy by the visitors quay before heading back down harbour...

Just past Fisherman's...  lovely landfall..

Visitors quay/pontoon..
Wind continued to be fluky but mostly westerly, and a long slow reach down harbour against the tide was just what the doctor ordered...

With the clock ticking away though all good things come to an end and a turn and beat back to the top of the harbour soon set the world to rights...  another sighting of a seal in the moorings was a double bonus..

So no fish, but a glorious day on the water at the end of the season, and that little trip takes me to within 10 miles of last seasons mileage total..  it was a late starter but it really has been an amazing sailing year and there's still just over a month to go!

Log:


Distance: 9.41 (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind (Speed; Direction):  F2 gusting F3; WxS through WxN
Sail Plan: Full main and 90% genoa
Speed (Max/average in knots):  4.2 / 2.1

Monday, 3 September 2018

Vernerculi, vernercula, err.. redux..

Honest .. it was like ground-hog day..  

First on the agenda today though was a bit of a scrub as Sparrow's bottom was looking a bit unkempt (boom, tshh...) .. now in previous years two or three circuits of the boat with a stiff broom resting on the dinghy thwart to apply upwards pressure, and then broom pulled back and forth has been enough to clear most of the detritus, but I noticed immediately that this year was a little different..  hate to see what I'm going to find on lift out, but I suspect it won't be as good as last year, as this year I have a huge crop of barnacles...  hottest summer since '76 here, weeks of 30 degree Celsius, and the boat is basically sitting in an organic rich, warm, petri dish, so I suspect that's the cause..  in this case the solution was to turn the broom over and use the hard edge to scrape the barnacles off, before turning it the right way for the scrub..  antifoul??  Growmore more like..    It is however most satisfying to see hundreds of barnacles floating off down tide...

That done time for a sail...  that b*stard wind from Friday was still with us, with a bigger tide (more water sloshing about) but the weather was warmer, so same sail plan, same drill, just slower speeds...  there is something intrinsically weird at watching your boat move sideways almost faster than you are going forwards, but we were getting 3 knts through the water most of the afternoon...

Motor sailed to Emsworth Beacon and then the engine racket was too much, so off it went and I started tacking...  two hours later and made Verner, turned and had the run back to the mooring fishing rod deployed.. 

A major source of irritation throughout the afternoon was the genoa getting caught on the windward stays by the leech line cam cleat..  mine is one of these...  made by Gransegal I believe..


The issue was that the stay catches behind the lip of the cleat (on the right in this picture) effectively anchoring the sail on that tack, the only way to release it is main force and either pull it in from the tack you are going to, or pull it and release it again from the tack you are going from  - enough's enough, it's positively dangerous when you're short tacking in a confined space, so I have removed it - I had the same issue on Pap and did the same then ..  I don't think I've ever used the leech line, and should I ever need to there is also an eyehole to secure the leech line in...

Despite that it was an utter joy to be out..  start of September and a week ago I thought summer had gone, but today I sailed in shorts and tshirt and returned home, slightly burnt, and slightly salty, but much refreshed in mind..  what a cracking sail..

Log:




Distance: 10.64 (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind (Speed; Direction): F3 gusting F4; SE going S
Sail Plan: Full main and 80% genoa
Speed (Max/average in knots): 5.3 / 2.6

Saturday, 1 September 2018

Vernerculi, vernercula..

With apologies to the light operatic song for the title butchery... 

There's a sense that the season is coming to a close, so with a shed load of holiday still in the bank at work the option of a sunny afternoon on the water was too good to pass up..

For every God-sent breeze there is an equal and opposite reaction, so the fantastic direction of the last trip was swapped for a south easterly - equally unusual, but the most bast*rd direction you get in the harbour as absolutely everything is uphill from the mooring in a SE..  add in a 4.5 mtr (approx) tide and the choices were to either motor a long way, or just enjoy the tacking..  so that's what I did as you can see from the map...  two and a half hours of tacking and a sublime 30 minute goose wing run back to the mooring..  bliss...

With time to enjoy, thoughts are coalescing for what I need to get done over winter..  new jobs are being added to the new list (see tab at top)...

Log:



Distance: 9.77 miles  (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: F3 gusting F4; SE going SxE
Sail Plan: Full main and 80% genoa
Speed: 2.6 / 4.9 (avg/max)

Saturday, 25 August 2018

Eastoke excursion..

..another Friday excursion, and it would definitely appear that autumn has arrived in the UK..  after weeks and weeks of 30 degree sunny days (which I loved) and light winds (not so keen), where I hadn't had to reef since last season, the last two trips have both been under reefs, in fact for this trip I used the reefs I put in last time - glad I hadn't taken them out, saved time..

Just under 3 hours on the water then, and a sunny start that clouded over by the hour, and cool..  three layers by the end of the trip, but to be fair the last layer was only right at the end, and only because rain was threatening... 

A most unusual wind direction for these parts, WNW and gusting meant a fast trip down the ditch under genoa and motor..  main up outside Northney, and then a broad'ish reach all the way to the bottom of the harbour in, errr..  occasionally boisterous, conditions..  Cambermet is showing F4 gusting 5 (which I've logged) but the conditions were actually more changeable than that, as the wind was up and down quite a lot but only for short periods of time..

A cracking trip then, topped off only by this coming over as I almost reached the bottom of the harbour..  been a long time since I've seen her (this is the two seater Spitfire from Goodwood), or more importantly heard her..  cracking...


Travelled down past HISC, past the lifeboat station, before finally gybing at Eastoke, wished fellow club boat "Shahin" a good journey as they went past (they were on their way to a club gathering at Yarmouth this weekend) and grabbed this excellent shot over my shoulder..  Bembridge in the distance, Eastoke point in the foreground..


WNW is not without some disadvantages of course, and most unusually, to get back from the bottom of the harbour you have to beat up harbour..  feels weird but there you are..  but what a sail, top end four and more all the way back and backing and veering occasionally, so I had to put in a swift tack to make Marker...


...just shy of the bottom of the Emsworth channel Terror came past and I got this - sums up the day to T..  big clouds and breeze...  she was absolutely motoring...  love this picture..


...with this direction of wind the chance of a trip up the Emsworth channel was on the cards, but as you can see in the last picture the clouds were closing in, the wind was building (and there are a lot of boats up that channel..  a target rich environment indeed ) but we were also getting the occasional spot of rain, so a decision was taken to drop the laundry and head for the mooring.. sods law of course, the sun came out once I was back on the mooring...  never mind, quite possibly one of the best mooring pick ups I've ever done put a smile on my face!

....and that little trip takes me through the 100 mile barrier for this season.. 

Log:


Distance: 10.79   (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: WNW; F4 gusting F5
Sail Plan: Reefed main; reefed genoa.
Speed: 4.5 / 3.2 (max/avg)

Saturday, 18 August 2018

Harbour dash...

Out for just shy of 3 hours on a work day, can't be bad..

Breezy and blustery old day, but humid, warm, and occasional sunshine, meant for a pleasant interlude dashing from one end of the harbour to the other..  southernmost point reached just shy of West Winner (but past HISC)..

So, top end four gusting five, but from a pleasant almost dead west, which meant easy beating to the bottom of the harbour (I even spotted one of the foiling Moths almost at the entrance of the Emsworth channel so they were enjoying the direction)

Put the reefs in on the mooring (roller reefing and rolled down to the first batten) then put the engine on to warm up while I prepared all the other ropes and lines, dropped the mooring, motored to the bridge which was dead into wind so I out the main up, and then motored to Marker. As I came around the 'Northney corner' the breeze began to come on, and as I looked up from sorting out various ropes a seal was looking at me from about 20 yards away..  magical.. 


Met Pete in his immaculate Trident half way up the channel - he'd been out for the whole tide, and had beached her for a good scrub - something which I think I will need to consider soon, as I notice Sparrow is getting a good growth, probably a scrub on the water rather than a beaching..

Very busy day in the harbour, lots and lots of dinghy's out by East Head...  huge fleets!

PS. Thanks for the piccie, Pete..



Log:


Distance: 10.13   (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: F4 gusting F5; WxS
Sail Plan: Reefed main (first time this season) and reefed genoa (75%/80%)
Speed: 5.7/3.1 (max/avg)

Monday, 6 August 2018

Solent jolly..

What a cracking day...  the Solent at it's finest - perhaps a tiny bit more breeze would have been welcome, but I enjoyed every minute...


0600/1800 HT and only just over 4Mtrs so an early start was called for - left the house at 7, quick stop at the garage for a full can of fuel and some supplies (a BLT - I'm on a diet so the Full English Breakfast Triple was ignored.. ) and I was on the boat and getting ready to cast off by 8..  I have found that the new outboard arrangements, by the way, while at first a worry, are making for faster prep time when it comes to sailing...

Pushed off down the ditch towards the end of the Emsworth channel, and then motor sailed to Marker doing over 4 knots over the ground with the tide..  switched off the engine for a quieter sail down the harbour, and then put it back on for a quick motor out of the harbour before finally switching off by the Bar Beacon.. was shot out of the harbour like a cork out of a bottle of fizz..  6.5+ knots SOG..  thank you very much

Glorious weather - force three breeze all day, east to start with and then slowly went south as the day progressed and the sea breeze kicked in, and ideal wind for heading west (or east come to that, but there isn't really anything worth seeing that way, though I may have to try it one day..), so in terms of destinations I decided not to bother with the Nab, but go for a mini cruise along the north shore of the Island (of Wight..) or as much as I could do anyway..

The sail over was one of the best I can remember - by 10:30'ish I had already made landfall just to the south of the Bembridge life boat station..


Landfall - Bembridge life boat station.. click to 'embiggen' this or any other piccie on the blog by the way...
I toyed with the idea of continuing along the south shore of the Island but decided my original plan was good, so came inshore, and then turned north rather than south to run down to Bembridge and Seaview..

...was tempted to follow the coast to the south of the island - that's St Catherine's in the far distance.. Culver Down cliffs nearer, and just under the pulpit you can see the Yarborough Monument.. 
...and enjoyable hour or then ensued as I ran slowly down wind towards St Helens Fort ..   lots to see...


...it really is a very pretty island..  that's Priory Bay and Seagrove Bay in the distance with the start of the "built up" area of Seaview..


...just past 1 and I decided it was time to head home, BLT consumed, the Kindle was deployed, and I had another superb sail across to the West Pole..  half a force more and it would have been perfect...  saw this beauty on the horizon - always nice to see the tall ships with the sails out - no idea who she was..


Got to the West Pole about half past or quarter past 2, and then turned for the harbour in what was now almost a dead south run - rolled away the genoa for the last time - main was shadowing it and it was doing nothing but flapping..  just past the West Pole the engine went on for a quick push into the harbour, but was switched off again just as we passed HISC.

There was no way we were going to get on the mooring before 3 so a gentle run with the wind and tide up to Northney - the fishing rod was deployed (no bites), and after an aborted attempt at the ditch to the moorings (I could see the bottom so turned back) I picked up a spare mooring off Northney, tidied everything away, sat and watched the world go by, and then finally dropped that mooring and was back on mine by half 4 - job done...

Brilliant day - and if it wasn't for the fact we still have 11 weeks to lift out I reckon this would be a shoe-in for the trip of the year...!

Log:


Distance: 28.62 (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: F3; started ENE going dead S over the course of the day..
Sail Plan: Full main and for once, full genoa
Speed: 6.5 max/3.1 avg

Saturday, 4 August 2018

Tack, tack, tack, tack, tack... err, tack...

Despite the glorious weather I have to confess it's been a poor sailing year so far, looking at my mileage for this time last year I am well down..  reasons??  The aforementioned weather - you don't get day after day of warm sunny weather with not a cloud in the sky with wind unfortunately, so when I've got out we haven't gone far; couple that with a period in hospital (nothing serious), some weekends where the tide has been stupid o'clock, some weekends where it has been blowing old boots (last weekend!) and the sum total is where we find ourselves..  que sera, it is what it is... 

Yesterday was quite possible the hottest day of the summer..  a 'Saharan plume' the weather gonks were saying..  either way I was knackered from too much work, so took the day off to get some (hopefully) sea breeze coolness..

It was a good day despite the fact it was 8 miles of tacking against a foul tide...  no matter, it was so good to get out on the boat, and it was cooler out there than on shore.. a cracking day even if I didn't catch anything and got nowhere..  

Tides are good on Sunday for an all day'er..  stand by your beds..

Log:



Distance: 8 (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: SWxS; F3
Sail Plan: Full main usual genoa
Speed: 4.0 max/2.3 avg

Wednesday, 18 July 2018

Delivery cruise - AmiLy

Almost bit Rod the Mod's arm off when he asked if I fancied joining him on AmiLy [clicky] for a little delivery trip round from Portsmouth to Chichester..

Rodder's is in the process of getting her ready for sale and she had a little glass fibre damage as a result of life on a pontoon in the middle of all the winter gales, so was taking her round from her usual berth to Chichester, in fact Northney marina just across the way from Sparrow's domicile, for repairs..

So an early start was in order so as to be able to do some bodging on Sparrow's tender and launch trolley before I met up with him; the trolley is old and is beginning to succumb to terminal rust, for the time being I angle grinded off the worst bits, and bolted on a new block of wood as a nose rest..  I then added a few extra screws to the tender to tighten up the block that the rowlocks fit in, and also tightened up the bolts that had worked lose from the last fix in on the transom [clicky] - finished up with a coat of wood preservative and all was good for a return to the pen in time to meet up with Rod..

Left my car at Northney - we then went to pick up Dave - on the boat and leaving by 12 in what looked like some boisterous conditions. Heading out of the berth a decision was swiftly taken to put a reef in (just the one but it turned out to be a good call) before we headed off down harbour..

Big Lizzy was in...
..and that was largely it - we then had the most fantastic downwind/very broad reach to the West Pole via the outer gate in the submarine barrier - getting windier as the afternoon went on, but with tide behind as well it was a glorious sail in a Solent at its very finest; a bit pitch'y and roll'y because of the aforesaid wind tide combination, but the sun shone, the water glittered, and visibility was as clear as a bell all the way to Cowes and beyond...

Gybed (remarkably easily and controlled) at the West Pole and then had a broad reach into and up the harbour before arriving Northney, tying up, and collapsing for a beer and a snooze in the sun...  three old men content with the world!

Superb day..

Log:


Distance: 18 miles (13.91from start of track - added a few miles from their to Whale Island)
Wind: F5 gusting F6; SW going SWxW
Sail Plan: One reef in the main, full jib.
Speed: 7.1 / 5.6 (!)

Monday, 16 July 2018

Fishing and HISC and catwalloped..

How good was it to get out on the water in Sparrow...

So - been a while since the last sail - a whole load of duff tide weekends, and then the Jolly Boys cruise, then a spot of being ill, and here we are 6 weeks after I last took her out...

Prime time tide today (14:00'ish) so I was on the boat by 11, in what looked like not very much water (and still no sight of the damned windex ).

A quick sort out, checked the bilges (dry) and I then changed the fuel in the outboard remote tank to fresh as it dated from Easter/launch weekend, and in this heat that's more than long enough. with fresh fuel engine started up second or third pull, and we were ready go..  only downside was what looked to be not very much wind.. in which case, fishing rod was deployed and ready...

Motored down the channel - I did consider raising main in the pool by the bridge but there really wasn't a lot of water about - and then finally raised main and rolled out genoa as I passed Sweare Deep... just as I caught my one fish of the day..

Motor sailed past Marker as the wind was just, just, right to do it on one tack most of the time - it kept veering a few degrees more south every now and again - but the engine was finally switched off just past Marker and then I had a couple of excellent sails down to HISC (almost) and back, while enjoying the sun, and an increasing breeze..

Cracking day rounded off by a chat with some of the Jolly Boys (and partner) on their kayak's, and Silhouette Chris back on the moorings - and another seal sighting in the moorings as I was tying up ...  absolutely cat-wolloped when I got home though - that bout of illness took it out of me..

I'm doing a delivery trip with Rod the Mod on Tuesday - AmiLy is going into Northney for some work so he, t'other Dave, and I will bring her round from Whale Island - we have high hopes we'll be able to fly the chute (also known as the purple meany)..  I'm meeting them at 11, so I think some much needed bodge'ry on the tender and launch trailer is the order of the day before I meet them..  more anon..

Log:


Distance: 9.42   (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)
Wind: F3 going F4 (& gusting bottom end of a  F5 by the end of the sail); SW going SWxS
Sail Plan: Full main; couple of rolls in the genoa..
Speed: 2.3 / 5.0

Saturday, 23 June 2018

Jolly Boys Cruise - 2018

Just about recovered from this years Jolly Boys cruise, and as the washing is now done I guess I need to write up the log.. 

So yet another triumph..  in fact considerably better than last years trip,but not without the usual Lymington cock up...

So it was the team conjoined on Friday evening at Rod's place for a swift trip to the boat which was reached about 5 in the evening only to be found well and truly stuck in the mud on the pontoon (low water springs strike)..  doubly irritating as target was Cowes which easily 3 hours away and we were looking for dinner..  Rod had moved her round earlier in the day, but clearly still not deep enough despite the dredging they've done this summer..  Nothing for it but to have a tea, and then try the motor at ever increasing revs, and an hour later we were off and the decision was taken to go for Gosport Marina (the Premier one) rather than Cowes..  safely ensconced (and this marina was a first for me) we departed for food and found an all you can eat Chinese buffet, which we took full advantage of!

Saturday dawned sunny, but with a stiff breeze, and the decision was to put in the second reef, the good news is that the boat we charter ('Ocean Waves of Albany', a Hallberg Rassy 342) had been fitted with roller furling over the winter so less faff with head sails..

Good decision, with a stiff F5 on the nose (it seemed to be for most of the weekend to be honest) we had a good 3 or 4 hour upwind beat to Cowes arriving mid afternoon to find the place absolutely rammed..  seems there were a number of rallys on this weekend and also a leg of one of the big ISC races..  we ended up on the pontoon at the Folly, and another first for me because we were rafted, as middle boat of three.. catching the ferry down to Cowes we caught up with Smithy and t'other Dave who had left early to watch the rugby, grabbed some beers in the Island Sailing Club, and then adjourned for food at the Duke of York (very nice I thought)

Folly reach..

Sunday dawned grey, with the same breeze blowing we left the reefs in, and after a later breakfast (while we waited for the tide to set fair in the Solent) we left for Lymington and had what I think was best sail we've ever had..  it had  picked up a little from yesterday so was more F6 than F5, but a Hallberg Rassy is a heavy old boat, with a heavy old keel, and she just loved it..  superb sailing, a real sense of achievement when we finally dropped sails outside of Lymington and headed in for a well deserved beer...

Dave, Dave and Smithy looking Volvo Ocean Race'ish..  or not...

"Captain, my captain.."
...calls made earlier we were already booked into the marina so headed in..  now readers who have read previous logs of the Jolly Boys cruise will know it rarely goes well in Lymington..  and so it was here...  Dave took her in but got blown by the wind as went round the corner of the finger berth, so we sent Smithy and t'other Dave in to the finger berth with mooring lines to pull her in...  hauling manfully on the forward mooring rope, I looked down fascinated to see the end of it just coming off the cleat on the boat, and Smithy took two steps back and disappeared off the other side of the pontoon...   Having checked he was OK first, we then laughed and laughed - one of the funniest things we've seen and easily better than me going full stretch on my arse two years earlier on a slimed up wooden pontoon in Portsmouth...  I can confirm his auto inflate life jacket went off..  I can confirm that from sheer luck he didn't have his phone on him... 

Drip.. drip..  drip... drip..
...a fully clothed shower ensued, and then having found the dryers in the marina laundry we put it on the hottest setting and shoved the whole lot in.. time for a curry (Rivaaz - very good!)

I can confirm we slept well..  

Monday just for once dawned sunny, but still windy, but being at the "top" of the Solent we had more options, and the decision was taken to go for lunch at Newtown Creek a very favourite destination with the Jolly Boys..  being a Monday we were also hoping it would be quieter than it looked when we had gone past the day before..

Two old men looking for cake...
Jib only run down wind with tide ensued and there surely isn't a better way to travel

Hurst narrows over our shoulder as we ran down wind from Lymington..
...and this was my view for most of it...   a screen saver if ever there was one...



Soon enough though Newtown was reached and we were able to conform that there was indeed room at the inn for a 34 footer on the moorings..

Entrance to the creek..
The entrance to the creek is narrow to say the least and it was low water (on previously mentioned springs) so although it was deep'ish there wasn't much room to manoeuvre once we got in but happily e got the one on the end and settled down to watch the world go by for a totally edifying couple of hours while we decided where to go..

...and just inside...damn windy as can be seen..




Soon enough time to depart however, and a decision was taken to try another new to us location - Hamble le Rice..  dropped the mooring, almost motored over it, and then threaded our way out of the narrow entrance before running for Southampton water in an ugly nasty wind over tide chop, with waves of up to three feet at times..  two hours of that and we were more than a little happy to round Calshot and head into Southampton water..

Our destination for the night was Port Hamble marina, which is damn difficult to find in a river that is completely and totally rammed with yachts in marina' from one end of it to the other...! 

Noisy neighbours Port Hamble marina..
Funny old place the Hamble.. absolutely rammed with boats..  there must be thousands and thousands and thousands of them...  mostly high end, and/or racing machines..  so MUCH money it makes your eyes water...

Time for some beer and dinner..  first stop of the night was the RAFYacht club who mde us very welcome (one as visiting yachtsmen, and two because Ocean Waves is chartered from the Royal Marines Sailing Club so there's a service link) - they have a truly lovely location which must be worth I don't know how much, but some beers outside n the verandah were very much enjoyed...


...next stop was top end however, Royal SouthernYC, who also welcome visiting yachtsmen but perhaps not as much as their RAF neighbours do (or maybe it was the slight smell of diesel and mould we all had, or the shorts, or the fact that Dave pulled the red emergency cord in the disabled toilets thinking it was the toilet flush? ) anyway, it is a truly awesome building, but a little "stiff", and we are not... 





....and after a further beer and some good food while listening to the end of the England Tunisia match we again slept well...

...and so the day dawned for the final trip - Tuesday. I have to admit I was keen to get home as I had a funeral on the Wednesday but didn't want to drag everyone else back but it seemed most were OK with a suggestion that we do a long run downwind under jib to Seaview where we could pick up a mooring and bask in what little sun there was while we finished the provisions..   

...and that was it, all food finished, all beer finished, and we were back on the mooring and packing up by five... a brilliant four days out...  now, where's Sparrow... ??

Log:


Distance: 70.92 miles (cumulative total in the mileage tab at the top)



Wind: 

  • Sat F5 gusting F6; SW
  • Sun F5 gusting top end F6; SW
  • Mon Both ends of a F5 gusting F6; SWxS
  • Tues F4; SWxS/WSW


Sail Plan: Either full or 2nd reef main; full or second reef jib
Speed: See distance section above..  NB. Dave N. had the weekend record with a spotted 8.7 kts (SOG) on Sunday afternoon..

All done... and work beckons..