speaking of cheese...

[Figment]

[David VanDenburgh]

Oh, trust me, you don't know the half of it!!

[Tim]

Gag.

[Duncan]

The Celtic Wind part sounds good, but that afterthought puts me in mind of another kind of wind (the kind that passes).
Is that an Islander, by the way?

[Rachel]

Is that an Islander, by the way?

I believe that's a Bristol/Sailstar 24; it's currently listed on e-Bay as a "Pearson 24." It's listing number 4625444508.

[Figment]

Oh, trust me, you don't know the half of it!!

c'mon! it's the "Ramblings" section. Tell us the other half!

[David VanDenburgh]

That boat hails from my home port of St. Joseph, Michigan. Two years ago it lay nearly derelict at a local marina, the cabin sole awash, the interior musty and moldy, the deck and hull in pretty sad condition. Then some guy started poking around, showing interest in the boat. He would wander around the marina and eventually drift over to me as I was working on Ariel and strike up a conversation. He was/is one of those guys, full of talk and not much else. He managed to turn a discussion about buffing the topsides into "yeah, I gotta paint my deck, too." Talk about a bowsprit sent his eyeballs into a frenzied search as he tried to figure out which part of the boat I was referring to.
Well, turns out he bought the boat, "fixed" her up, and got her in the water. I saw him out on the water a couple of times during the summer, his jib luff slack, the sails always close hauled no matter the tack, and his bow cutting erratic paths through the waves - about what I expected. Then one day as I had just exited the channel, hoisted sail and headed off shore, I see him off my port side heading toward the channel. Apparently he saw me, too. He throws the helm hard over, and begins powering at full throttle toward me, his "doused" jib sliding higher and higher up the forestay with each wave. He must have chased me for about five minutes before he finally got close enough that I began to get nervous - it's hard to tell what a person like that might inadvertently do. He continued to close on Ariel's rear and I started thinking about evasive action. About 30 feet astern, his outboard revving at full throttle, he spins his boat around and heads in with nary a wave. It was all sort of weird, and not just a little nerve wracking.
There, that's about half of it. Just one of those guys.

[David VanDenburgh]

Oh, trust me, you don't know the half of it!!

c'mon! it's the "Ramblings" section. Tell us the other half!

Sorry to resurrect this one but it's winter, our boats - many of them - are on the hard, and a good chuckle promotes longevity.

I came across this photo on the yacht club web site. It was taken during one of the Tuesday night regattas. It's the boat that started this thread at the hands of her former skipper. Such style. Such grace. Such seamanship. (Is it just me, or does the guy on the bow look like he's ready to jump ship?)



David

[jpmathieu]

Its great to see a sailboat with its sails trim and fit for a tuesday night regatta. Good old sailstar corsair 24 I believe. I had an ol' buddy who owned one, I sailed on it several times. Spacious little cruiser, build heavy, slow as molasses. It was nerve racking sailing along side him, as I couldn't keep my boat sailing slow enough for him to keep up with me.

[Tim]

Now I wish I could still see the photo that started this thread. Unfortunately, I don't recall it.

That's some really awful sail trim.

[Rachel]

The initial photo was of the transom (boat was listed on e-bay). Had the name "Celtic Wind" but then also something else kind of odd on the transom too, lettering-wise, but I can't remember that.

[David VanDenburgh]

The initial photo was of the transom (boat was listed on e-bay). Had the name "Celtic Wind" but then also something else kind of odd on the transom too, lettering-wise, but I can't remember that.

"Seas the Day." It's just visible in the photo above.