What a bizarre days sailing. Bizarre, challenging, yet as always, great fun.
With only 4 skippers on the start line for most of the day - we were delighted to welcome two guests for some of the races - the racing was always going to be tight, but conditions made the results a lottery.
The start line was set below the viewing platform and between the pontoons, the course was two laps of a triangle with the windward mark half way out towards the dinghy park and with the No 1 mark as the downwind turn. Gremlins in their droves must have arrived on the all too rare southerly wind. Choosing which sail to use, A or B proved to be a dilemna. As for setting it correctly that was anybodys guess as there was seemingly no right answer. Gusts that could capsize a dinghy changed to nothing in a heartbeat and tacks made to port were blown back to starboard in a fraction of a second.
It was a test of patience and imagination, the winner sometimes having to plot a route bearing little resemblance to the set course save for the mandatory mark roundings. Far from finding it frustrating all agreed that the 12 races completed had provided a tremendous learning curve and another opportunity to pit wits against gusts and gremlins. Three more Sundays left to determine the winner of the Summer Series. It's getting tight at the top ...