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Looking at what is left 4.5 months after the Lahaina, Maui fire. Ouch!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g02-u0y5Jho
There is good news: The exhaustive job of cleanup has begun. https://mauinow.com/2024/01/07/hoʻola-maui-reaches-milestone-in-the-cleanup-of-lahaina/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g02-u0y5Jho
There is good news: The exhaustive job of cleanup has begun. https://mauinow.com/2024/01/07/hoʻola-maui-reaches-milestone-in-the-cleanup-of-lahaina/
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Holy Guacamole, is nothing sacred anymore? Long time truckstop/restaurant Andersen's Split Pea, just off Hwy 101 in Buellton, has closed without notice. First ate there in 1953 after rolling around in the back of the family woodie station wagon with my brother since overnighting in Santa Barbara. At the time, Andersens was the only road side restaurant for a long stretch of 2 lane highway until the Madonna Inn at SLO town, 60 miles north, opened 10 years later.
Don't know how many dozen times I've passed by since, usually towing a boat, remembering the rough hewn lumber beams in the dining room and the cartoon of "Hap Pea and Split Pea" splitting a pea with a hammer and chisel. Aw shucks.
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For sailors in the San Juan Islands, it was a toasty 10 degrees this morning on the waterfront in Anacortes, WA. And 12 degrees and clear at Jim and Mary's home atop Mt. Dallas on San Juan Island. Cats are indoors.
Don't know how many dozen times I've passed by since, usually towing a boat, remembering the rough hewn lumber beams in the dining room and the cartoon of "Hap Pea and Split Pea" splitting a pea with a hammer and chisel. Aw shucks.
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For sailors in the San Juan Islands, it was a toasty 10 degrees this morning on the waterfront in Anacortes, WA. And 12 degrees and clear at Jim and Mary's home atop Mt. Dallas on San Juan Island. Cats are indoors.
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Here's the WA State Ferry ISSAQUAH going to weather in conditions it was not designed for. An understated report from a good friend in Anacortes:
" Yesterday was full on gale force westerlies roaring down the Strait of Juan de Fuca as a cold front blew through. What does the WA State Ferry system do? They send an empty ferry (Issaquah) except for crew member cars from Puget Sound to Anacortes. They were to take the Chelan's place on the San Juan Island run. Once they got out of the lee of Port Townsend, things started to go sideways. The video shows full on surf inundating the car deck. The ferry system says "minimal damage" once finally tied up at Anacortes. Those cars better go straight to the car wash. Lucky they did not lose the plant. Whidbey Island would have been an ugly lee shore."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsYtdVxKYBs
" Yesterday was full on gale force westerlies roaring down the Strait of Juan de Fuca as a cold front blew through. What does the WA State Ferry system do? They send an empty ferry (Issaquah) except for crew member cars from Puget Sound to Anacortes. They were to take the Chelan's place on the San Juan Island run. Once they got out of the lee of Port Townsend, things started to go sideways. The video shows full on surf inundating the car deck. The ferry system says "minimal damage" once finally tied up at Anacortes. Those cars better go straight to the car wash. Lucky they did not lose the plant. Whidbey Island would have been an ugly lee shore."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsYtdVxKYBs
Thanks to John Riise for dreaming up the below on his blog https://roadquill.wordpress.com/ while driving an 18 wheeler. And Ants for digging it out from April, 2011. Good stuff.
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It was the hundred year storm and I was riding the big gun.
Okay, it wasn’t really. But it was an unusual day and I invented a fun way to spend some of it. So humor me.
I was headed east on a beam reach — the wind coming at me from the south exactly perpendicular to my direction of travel. But up above it all, the clouds were going my way. I suppose this has something to do with the jet stream, which is the 800-pound gorilla of winds: it blows whichever bloody way it pleases — oceans, continents and mountain ranges be damned.
The evidence down here on the ground were the ‘wave train’ of shadows going by from the patchy clouds up in the jet stream. The patches of sun and shade were moving almost as fast as I was. So I started trying to paddle into a few ‘shadow waves’.
Hey, if you can shadow box, you can certainly shadow surf.
All you do is drive into a shadow from behind, power through, then burst out the other side into sunshine again. Whee-ha!
Sometimes I’d back off the throttle a touch to ‘ride’ the wave for several minutes. Or not have enough throttle to catch it. Then I’d get kicked out the back — or maybe, possibly, YES . . . slide down the face and charge ahead!
I actually caught myself leaning forward a couple times to help ‘catch’ the wave. And sometimes I wanted to cut left or right in the worst way. But it would have been hard to explain to the company that their truck ended up in a cornfield because I’d caught a nice lefty on the ‘big set’.
Since you had to be there to really appreciate all this, I decided that the shadows represented the wave, with the sun signifying the white water at the end of the ride — or perhaps the trough, if I was sailing a high-performance boat on a screaming reach across an ocean of corn.
Prairie schooner indeed!
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It was the hundred year storm and I was riding the big gun.
Okay, it wasn’t really. But it was an unusual day and I invented a fun way to spend some of it. So humor me.
I was headed east on a beam reach — the wind coming at me from the south exactly perpendicular to my direction of travel. But up above it all, the clouds were going my way. I suppose this has something to do with the jet stream, which is the 800-pound gorilla of winds: it blows whichever bloody way it pleases — oceans, continents and mountain ranges be damned.
The evidence down here on the ground were the ‘wave train’ of shadows going by from the patchy clouds up in the jet stream. The patches of sun and shade were moving almost as fast as I was. So I started trying to paddle into a few ‘shadow waves’.
Hey, if you can shadow box, you can certainly shadow surf.
All you do is drive into a shadow from behind, power through, then burst out the other side into sunshine again. Whee-ha!
Sometimes I’d back off the throttle a touch to ‘ride’ the wave for several minutes. Or not have enough throttle to catch it. Then I’d get kicked out the back — or maybe, possibly, YES . . . slide down the face and charge ahead!
I actually caught myself leaning forward a couple times to help ‘catch’ the wave. And sometimes I wanted to cut left or right in the worst way. But it would have been hard to explain to the company that their truck ended up in a cornfield because I’d caught a nice lefty on the ‘big set’.
Since you had to be there to really appreciate all this, I decided that the shadows represented the wave, with the sun signifying the white water at the end of the ride — or perhaps the trough, if I was sailing a high-performance boat on a screaming reach across an ocean of corn.
Prairie schooner indeed!
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Howard Spruit
New member
Yes there was a time when the America's Cup spot light shined on Santa Cruz.
We had the Canadian Challenger and Buddy Melges "Heart of America" teams here for a season practising for the America's Cup qualification series.
This was quite an event for local sailing scene.
So A couple of more 24 teams would regularly, go out early and wait for the 12 meters to get to the weather mark then set their shoots and surf past the the 9 knot 12s, the Moores could easily make 12 in those conditions.
Well, Buddy started coming to our Wednesday hoist parties and enjoyed himself and we all enjoyed his presence.
The punch line here is Buddy saw how much fun we were having with the Moore 24s and Santa Cruz 27.
And he next year the Melges 24s appeared on the international racing sceen!!!
We had the Canadian Challenger and Buddy Melges "Heart of America" teams here for a season practising for the America's Cup qualification series.
This was quite an event for local sailing scene.
So A couple of more 24 teams would regularly, go out early and wait for the 12 meters to get to the weather mark then set their shoots and surf past the the 9 knot 12s, the Moores could easily make 12 in those conditions.
Well, Buddy started coming to our Wednesday hoist parties and enjoyed himself and we all enjoyed his presence.
The punch line here is Buddy saw how much fun we were having with the Moore 24s and Santa Cruz 27.
And he next year the Melges 24s appeared on the international racing sceen!!!
BobJ
Alerion 38 "Surprise!"
I have no word about Beetle but want to point out Sled's suggestion about getting together Friday afternoon:
https://www.sfbaysss.org/forum/show...Fiasco-Registration-is-Open&p=34173#post34173
I got a text a while ago from Philpott about a planned flash mob at RYC on Friday afternoon at 5 p.m. Forgetting Sled's earlier suggestion, I immediately envisioned dozens of SSS'ers in cleats (the other kind), dancing to Michael Jackson's "Thriller" on RYC's freshly-refinished wooden floors - those floors on which even the Board of Directors was forbidden to tread last night after our board meeting. I freaked out and went madly looking for some new posts about this event. It's all good (whew!). If you're around, stop by.
https://www.sfbaysss.org/forum/show...Fiasco-Registration-is-Open&p=34173#post34173
I got a text a while ago from Philpott about a planned flash mob at RYC on Friday afternoon at 5 p.m. Forgetting Sled's earlier suggestion, I immediately envisioned dozens of SSS'ers in cleats (the other kind), dancing to Michael Jackson's "Thriller" on RYC's freshly-refinished wooden floors - those floors on which even the Board of Directors was forbidden to tread last night after our board meeting. I freaked out and went madly looking for some new posts about this event. It's all good (whew!). If you're around, stop by.
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Chuckling to myself that somebody with a wry sense of humor suggests there might be a flash mob of sailors appearing at RYC to take over the grounds the evening before the 3BF. Are you kidding me? This is the SSS Forum where fewer and fewer seem to read, much less participate.
I will say it's been a long standing tradition of mine to walk the docks at RYC before the 3BF and check in with old friends. I suspect others may enjoy this simple pleasure as well. As promised, I will be carrying my time honored and tested, hot knifed, light weight tell tales. If you can find me, and greet with the secret password of "Macapuno," I will share as many as needed.
Sleddog will be sailing with Kim on CHECKERED PAST. Kim and I have been racing with and against each other for only about 65 years, since our families launched L/36's #2 and #3 in the mid-50's when Bill Lapworth was a little known International 14 racer. Kim and I had a bookstore together, Plowshare Community Booksellers, in Palo Alto. Our best selling book was "How to Keep Your Volkswagon Alive" by John Muir.
Kim navigated IMPROBABLE from CA to Sydney in 1973 with his father's sextant. And we anchored off seldom and often mischarted South Pacific islands, including Tonga and Western Samoa.
Can any 3BF DH teams best our combined crew age of 154 years? As old as dirt on Red Rock...I'm honored you think I know how to create chaos at RYC, hihi
I will say it's been a long standing tradition of mine to walk the docks at RYC before the 3BF and check in with old friends. I suspect others may enjoy this simple pleasure as well. As promised, I will be carrying my time honored and tested, hot knifed, light weight tell tales. If you can find me, and greet with the secret password of "Macapuno," I will share as many as needed.
Sleddog will be sailing with Kim on CHECKERED PAST. Kim and I have been racing with and against each other for only about 65 years, since our families launched L/36's #2 and #3 in the mid-50's when Bill Lapworth was a little known International 14 racer. Kim and I had a bookstore together, Plowshare Community Booksellers, in Palo Alto. Our best selling book was "How to Keep Your Volkswagon Alive" by John Muir.
Kim navigated IMPROBABLE from CA to Sydney in 1973 with his father's sextant. And we anchored off seldom and often mischarted South Pacific islands, including Tonga and Western Samoa.
Can any 3BF DH teams best our combined crew age of 154 years? As old as dirt on Red Rock...I'm honored you think I know how to create chaos at RYC, hihi
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Critter
Desert Ratfox
Wow, I remember Plowshares . . . vaguely. Sorry to admit I didn't buy many books there.
Max
Ian Rogers
New member
Well Emmet and I can’t top your age. But I was wondering if he was the youngest sailor out there that finished? Emmet is 7 years old and had an amazing time, he did great in the challenging conditions and slept 12 hours last night.
Congratulations, Emmet and Ian, on your 5th place finish in DH Sportboat B.
Did anyone else who went clockwise have the gumption to go CCW around Treasure Island? In a straight line it's 1.8 miles further. Both the Moore-24 ENAMORED, and Bren and Skip S. on UNO made it work big time, to win their Class and finish in the top 5 overall monos. Gutsy choice. And the correct one it turns out.
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Congratulations Ian and Emmet !!!!!!!! I have to imagine that Emmet was the youngest sailor out there, and thanks for letting us know ! Also Big Congrats for going CCW around YBI- a gutsy move that obviously paid off in spades.