Wednesday, August 8, 2018

2018 RS Aero World Championship - Day 3

Another brisk day in the open ocean outside Portland Harbour. Writing this very late after preparing an offer for a client (I'm a Realtor in "real life"); everything noted here actually happened, but possibly not in the order noted. :)

Race 6
Started at the pin. Rounded weather mark in second just behind Chris Larr, with George Cousins and Peter Barton in hot pursuit. The three of us quickly passed Larr in big waves going right-to-left looking downwind. The lead shifted several times between Barton and me before I caught a few good wave sets near the leeward gate to round 3 boatlengths ahead.

The chop on top of the big swells was vicious, making forward progress upwind quite difficult. The breeze was oscillating through about 15 degrees, with a few oscillating cycles per beat. I missed one of the cycles but got more correct, especially the last at the top to extend on the beat.

Blasted down the reach, during which I hit a light-ish patch that allowed Barton and Cousins to get closer, then on the latter quarter of the run had a real case of the slows, allowing Barton to zoom up from astern. A bad gybe at the final mark and he was nearly overlapped, but I managed to get my act together and surfed a final wave to be clear ahead and prevail by less than 10 seconds. What a nail-biter!


Race 7
After a general recall, we had to wait quite a long time for another start under black flag. I had a good start near the boat, with Peter Barton about 1.5 boatlengths to leeward. He sailed low and fast over the boats to leeward of him, while I, noting we were in a header, sailed in high mode, not sacrificing much fore-and-aft speed. Nonetheless, 3/4 up the beat it looked like Barton would be first to the top mark, until he did another tack to get more left. I stayed on the (barely) lifted port tack, digging into a nice little header about a minute later then tacking on layline to reach the top mark in first. Extended nicely on the run and ended up with a 25 second lead over the hard charging Barton, with Cousins in 3rd.


Race 8
By now just about everyone was good and tired. I had trouble setting something up during my pre-start routine that left me a bit discombobulated. Managed to sneak into a little hole to leeward of Liam Willis at the boat during a black flag start, but slammed into one wave immediately after the gun that let both him and the boat to leeward pull ahead. Tacked quickly onto port, which was the favored tack anyway, ducked about 5 transoms then settled in. Sailed and sailed and sailed on port waiting for the compass to confirm it was OK to sail back to the middle of the course. When it finally did, I tacked over and had a big lead, rounding first after playing a final shift near the first mark. Extended from there. Cousins beat Barton in this one to stay in 2nd overall, with Barton four points back.

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

2018 RS Aero World Championship - Day 2

Today was very long and I'm bushed, so this will be short.

Left dock at 10am in very light NWly, took the better part of an hour to get to the course, where the breeze bounced between W and SW and occasionally freshened to 15-17 knots. Since we were sailing trapezoid courses, the race committee waited for the breeze to settle down between races, which led to up to 1-hour gaps between races. That, and general recalls, kept us racing until 5:20pm, then a nearly 1-hour sail upwind/tight reaching home. Exhausting!

Race 3
Don't remember much about this one except that I was about 50 seconds ahead at the finish. ;)

Race 4
Got lucky here. First, had a bad start at the boat, did 2 quick tacks to clear as a booming 40 degree righty had everyone planing to the weather mark. We gybed around the mark for another fast reach to the leeward gate. The committee abandoned the race near this mark, much to my relief, as I was in about 6th at the time. It was unfortunate for my training partner Madhavan, who'd had a great start and was walking away from everybody in the breezy reaching conditions.

On the re-sail, had another terrible start at the boat and was shot out the back. Tacked over immediately and, with Chris Larr of the UK just to weather, couldn't tack until nearly on the starboard layline. Fortunately, we tacked onto a lift and crossed back to the middle of the course comfortably ahead of the fleet.

Had another fast run and extended a bit before rounding the leeward gate. The breeze was really pumping now, and the chop was nasty. I tried "Secret Upwind Mode" (SUM, to be revealed in a few days) but it was too bumpy and I slid a bit to leeward of George Cousins, a very fit Brit. He also played a few shifts well near the top, but I called the last one right to lead at the second top mark. Held my own on the reach, extended a bit on the run, and had about a 20-second lead at the finish.

Race 5
More luck. Had a good start, but my downhaul wouldn't tighten. I pulled and pulled on the line, but...nothing. It took about 30 seconds to realize the line wasn't secured in the leeward cleat and, because the system is a continuous loop, I could have kept pulling for hours and nothing would've happened. Eased sail, reached down to leeward, cleated the line then sheeted back in. Fortunately, we were in a big right-hand shift and I had been able to keep going upwind at about 80% efficiency while fiddling with lines, so hadn't lost much.

Peter Barton was to windward and ahead, Liam Willis to leeward and ahead. Once the boat was sorted I was able to move forward between the two Brits, with Peter tacking off my hip near the port tack layline. I waited until the breeze shifted a smidge more left and freshened before tacking and had a nice clear line to the windward mark.

Extended handily on the first run in the puffy Westerly and rounded comfortably ahead. Misjudged a few small shifts allowing the others to get closer, then put the boat into SUM and just pulled away. Did OK on the first reach even though I hit a light spot the boats behind didn't, then extended on the outer run to lead by about 25 seconds after the short final reach to the finish.

SUMMARY
5 first-place finishes is tough to beat. :) George Cousins has worked up into 2nd with 3,2,2 finishes today to be 6 points behind, while Liam Willis and Peter Barton are tied for 3rd another 5 points back.

Upwind I'm fast, mostly due to good transitioning between stronger and lighter breeze. Also, because the Aero is so light, it accelerates like crazy when slightly cracked off. In the big shifts of today, I converted some lifts to cracked-off bursts of speed, and was also able to keep speed up while pointing high in headers. SUM helps in both these scenarios, especially in flatter water. Adjusting the downhaul in the puffs and lulls does also.

Running I'm fast. It helps to be first to the weather mark (smile), but also have been keeping track of which shift I'm rounding in, then playing others down to the mark. Often there have been enough current differences on opposite sides of the course to reward working one side over the other. Finally, sailing dead-down in puffs and saving by-the-lee and reaching for lulls and catching waves translates into big gains over the course of a leg.

Sorry, no pics today, except for this blurry one of the fleet heading out to the racecourse. Apparently, a waterproof bag is not a good thing to be taking a cell phone pic from...
Bad pic of 205 Aeros sailing to the racing area. Awesome sight!

Monday, August 6, 2018

2018 RS Aero World Championship - Day 1

Conditions for the first day of the 2018 RS Aero World Championship were almost exactly as predicted, with sunny skies and a weak NW breeze quickly swinging around to the SW at around 1030 and building to about 8 knots. It was a perfect start to the Worlds for its 205 competitors, and beautifully suited to the 48 9-rig boats in attendance.

My training partner Madhavan Thirumalai and I were the first boats off the ramp this morning. We were anxious to get acquainted with the racing area and do some upwind splits. "Splits" are when boats go off on opposite tacks for a few minutes (in our case, 3), then both boats tack back to the middle of the course. When the boats meet back in the middle, if one is ahead, that boat's side was the favored one.

Madhavan and I did three, 3-minute splits, with the right coming out ahead 2 out of 3 times. We also noted that the wind shifted about 7 degrees left over the time we did the splits. It was so nice having compass angles for both tacks figured out and written down on the deck, easy to see. I also did a few current checks by tossing my full water bottle next to a mark and seeing what direction, and how far, the bottle moved in 30 seconds. Current determined, sailing angles determined, a basic strategy for the first leg determined (go right), we were armed with meaty info with which to start our Worlds.

RACE 1
The 9s started last, which gave me about 25 minutes to watch the three other fleets going up their first windward leg. Contradicting the earlier split research, it seemed boats on the *left* side of the course seemed to be coming out ahead. Generally accepted local knowledge is that left pays in a southwesterly, so, given the left hand favor to the start line and the fleets above showing left favor, I abandoned my earlier plan to go right about 2 minutes before the start and went to the pin.

I was a bit too conservative off the start, with Aero legend Peter Barton to windward and two boats to leeward and ahead, all of whom left me in their dust after less than 30 seconds--yikes! I looked over my shoulder for a lane to bail out into, but if I went that way I'd have to duck behind nearly 2/3 of the fleet--unacceptable. Instead, I reached off to leeward of the leeward-most boat and concentrated on speed. I lost a tremendous amount of height reaching down, but was able to work forward enough to have clear air, on the liifted starboard tack, for a long sail to the left of the course. 

The wind was quite steady, with little tiny shots of starboard lift. Several boats that liked the right or had bad starts peeled off onto port, so there was quite a bit of separation between boats going right and left. Separation = leverage, leverage = risk, so, about half-way up the leg, several of the boats near me toward the left tacked back to stay in touch with the fleet going right.

I knew from the splits that the shifts were quite minor and slow to form. When boats to weather of me started consolidating right we were still in a right hand lift, so they were eating a bad port tack angle (and getting out of phase with the wind) to get right. The guy to windward of me was the last to peel back right, but I sailed for another 30-45 seconds into a nice little increase in pressure, tacking onto a new port-tack lift and hiking hard.

Within a minute I was bow-forward of the guy who tacked a few moments earlier, and the two of us were launched, nearly laying the weather mark in good pressure, lifted, and in more favorable current! I rounded the weather mark about 30 seconds ahead of the next boat and extended, winning the inner-trapezoid race by about 45 seconds.

After the race I had a badly-need slug of water, rested a bit, then re-checked the current near the start line. There was still current flowing roughly with the wind, a bit stronger at about 3/4 boatlength every 30 seconds.

RACE 2
No-doubt noticing the left side was favored, the Race Committee re-set the line to be right-side favored for the second start. Because I had such a good idea what the tide was doing, I was able to set up perfectly at the committee boat (right) end of the line, blasting off in a right shift with great speed at the gun.

As before, the wind was quite steady; I eventually tacked just below the port-tack layline on a slight left shift and was first by a handy margin at Mark 1. Had good speed downwind, then worked the left side on the second upwind, before blasting off on the final three reach-run-reach legs to the finish for another bullet.

SO, good start to the event. "Lightning" Liam Willis, second to me last year at the Worlds in France, finished 2, 3 today, definitely scoring keepers. The wind forecast now shows increasing wind throughout the week, so it will be interesting to see how things go in planing conditions.

After returning to shore and having a quick bite to eat, a group of us got together for stretching and massages. It felt good to get the kinks out! Madhavan and I decided to skip the scheduled Monday dinner in nearby Weymouth, instead grabbing Indian food on Portland Island and then walking home.

Racing starts at 1130 tomorrow, so I have to be at the club earlier than today. Time for bed!

Stone buildings on historic Portland Island, with
Chesil Beach and a beautiful sunset in the background.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

2018 RS Aero World Championship, Weymouth UK - D-minus 1

Just a quick note before bed.

Clinic with Sam Whaley
Warm, light air today. Did a bit of boat work, helped out running an on-shore clinic with 2-Time UK Aero 7 Champ Sam Whaley, then popped out for a quick two-hour sail in rapidly decreasing wind. Not much learned, except how vitally important hydration will be tomorrow in what is supposed to be even lighter air.

After getting back, the official opening ceremonies for the RS Games began, with a parade of nations, then speeches by RS bigwigs and locals involved in the planning and execution of this massive event, which will take place over 3 weeks with over 850 boats and literally thousands of competitors and bystanders. It's quite impressive to see!

Conditions for the regatta are meant to be quite light on Monday, then freshening throughout the week. Wouldn't be surprised if we only get a race or two in on Monday, then they'll try to make it up later. It'll be important to avoid major mistakes early, and get plenty of rest early as well for the grind to come.

Saturday, August 4, 2018

2018 RS Aero World Championship, Weymouth UK - D-minus 2

Thanks to Sammy I-J,
these lines run like buttah!
I've been in the UK for nearly two weeks, so it was nice to arrive yesterday at the Weymouth/Portland Sailing Center and rig-up my brand new charter boat for the 2018 RS Aero World Championship. Over 200 boats are entered in three divisions (5, 7, 9) for the event, scheduled to take place Aug 6-10, 2018. I am entered in the 9 class, as are approximately 50 other sailors from around the globe.

Today, with the patient, skillful help of Sammy Isaacs-Johnson, I completely re-rigged and fine-tuned my downhaul, outhaul and vang (sail control) systems--they now run like glass. Normally I don't like to make any big changes to routines or boat set-up before big events; but, while visiting with Lymington sailor Karl Thorne earlier in the week, I tried his boat and became convinced modifications needed to be made. All up-side, as far as I'm concerned!

USA sailors Ash Beatty (TX) and
Hank Saurage (LA)  two of 205+ boats
that needed to be measured in.
After getting the boat rigged then measured-in (inspected to make sure everything on it met the letter of Aero class rules), I popped out for what was to be a short sail with training partner Madhavan Thirumalai. Portland Harbour was completed in 1872 after 7 years' labor, and is, even today, the third largest man-made harbor in the world at 11,000 acres! That said, our regatta will be held OUTSIDE, which meant a very long sail across said 11,000 acre harbor and out one of its two entrances to the open ocean in a pleasant 8-12 knot Southwesterly breeze.

Once outside, there were a few sets of bigger swells underlying a slight chop, making for interesting decision-making, especially downwind: work the chop, or try to catch one of those big rollers? Mess it up and the boat next to you gains 2 boatlenghts; get it right, and you gain 5!

Training partner extraordinaire,
Madhavan Thirumalai
I seemed to have unusually good upwind height, so Madhavan and I switched boats to see if that would make a difference. During the changeover, both of us capsized (breaking my brand-new masthead wind indicator in the process!). The water was brisk, encouraging quick recoveries before we sailed upwind, did some reaching, then sailed the long beat up the Harbour back to the sailing center (site of the 2012 Olympic Sailing Games). Back home in Connecticut, Madhavan had been much faster in certain conditions, so it was encouraging that, even after switching boats, my pointing and speed remained solid.
Good night from Portland/Weymouth!

Tonight we joined several sailors at a local restaurant for dinner. Enjoyed getting to know new friends and catching up with those met last year, then the sunset walk back to my hotel, a shower, and now writing this quick note before bed. Eating better/more selectively, getting enough rest and conserving energy will help with 6 more days of sailing (5 of those racing) ahead!




Sunday, July 30, 2017

2017 RS Aero World Championship - Day 5

I write this a day after Day 5. It's all been a bit of whirlwind, but am sitting in the Rennes airport about to embark on a few days of relaxation, so there's time to finish out the regatta report.

Going into the final day of racing I was in enviable position. We had 12 races completed, and a third throw-out would kick in at 13. The only possible scenario where I wouldn't win overall is if the race committee got four races in and I didn't sail at least one of them and get a 5th. The outcome wasn't likely (we'd "only" managed to sail 3 per day for the prior 4 days), but I wasn't willing to risk losing it all by not going out. Not that I wasn't tempted...

I'd been up until 1:30am doing a price analysis for a client (my "real" job is selling residential real estate in Connecticut) and writing Day 4's blog. On top of that, Day 5's racing was to start two hours earlier than usual. Of course I awoke well before the alarm, meaning I'd only had 5.5 hours of sleep. To say I was dragging is an understatement!

It seems many other competitors weren't thrilled by the early start time either, as the boat park was surprisingly devoid of the usual pre-race bustle. Four days of brisk racing (and, I've heard, nighttime partying) was taking its toll on the fleet...

DAY 5 (FINAL)
The forecast was for a southwesterly flow at about the same velocity as the prior four days. Gerard Vos from the Netherlands hooked up his GoPro to the back of my Aero using an ingenious suction mounting system, explained how to start the camera and I was off. First thing that happened? A wave bounced the boat up then DOWN, causing the daggerboard to hit the concrete ramp with an expensive-sounding CRUNCH! "There goes the security deposit" I thought while sailing out the harbor and once more into the choppy bay.

Pre-race homework was done again, but with little gusto. The breeze seemed a bit lighter than usual, but then built up to the normal 12 or so by the start, eventually building to 15+. My goals were to sail clean, stay close to 2nd place Liam Willis of GBR, and get 'er done. The race committee signaled a triple-quadrilateral course, same as the first day--lots of downwind sailing ahead!

The port side of the line was favored and the cool kids were down there. Liam lept out furthest to leeward. I had Madhavan Thirumalai (USA) just to leeward of me, who was doing a fine job of sailing high initially. I put the boat into Jacobi-patented HiMode and worked up off his hip, and when far enough to windward put the bow down a bit and moved slightly forward.

We'd started in a lift, but after a minute or two the breeze moved slightly left. Liam took the opportunity to cross the fleet, but I thought it a bit premature. Sailed another minute or so on starboard before flicking over in more pressure and angle for a long sail back to the middle. Liam had a *lot* of leverage off to the right, but the lefty was holding. About 2/3 up the beat he tacked back to the middle and it looked like I might have him, but then the lefty began a slow collapse and the angles tilted to Liam's favor--it was going to be close! When we finally met near the top I did a sloppy duck (rudder was fully stalled out--scary!) and went for the starboard tack layline. In what had now become a starboard-tack lift, I tacked on the layline. Liam had to do two tacks to get up to me, eating a header on port to do so, and fell 5 boatlengths back as I flew around Mark 1 in first.

Ahead on the first reach were tail-enders of the 7 fleet. I went low, thinking I could sail through them and not disturb, but they were surprisingly quick and ended up affecting MY speed, especially in the latter third of the leg. This allowed the fast-reaching Liam to gain quite a bit of ground and eventually pass me near Mark 2. He slowed waaay down just before/during the rounding, and I got right on his transom. We both gybed onto port, and I surfed low to Mark 4, while he sailed his typical, slightly-higher reaching course.

Did you notice anything? Yeah, Mark 4. The next mark was supposed to be *3.* We were still sailing like it was a triangle course! About 1/4 down the leg we both realized the error and gybed back out to 3. I actually had a very nice angle to the mark and extended, finally passing those pesky 7s. Also managed to sail low and fast to the next mark and pulled out to a tidy 7 length lead after rounding Mark 4.

The next beat was a long port-tack procession to the right in a very steady, slight lefty. 17-year-old Liam showed tremendous maturity staying on the favored tack, keeping the pressure on instead of taking a flyer to the left. Others tried it and fell well back.

Feeling so drained, I was happy to not have a lot of tacking to do. LOL We stayed in similar positions for the next lap around the quadrilateral, and I managed to pull away by sailing lower yet maintaining pace on the slightly broad, and therefore technical, second reaches.

On the final quad, after rounding Mark 2, I got sideways to a wave and the boat tipped WAAAAY over to windward. It was trying its hardest to capsize, and even though tired I fought like crazy,
A little drama!
letting the sheet way out and leaning as far over the port side as possible to fend off the inevitable (Liam confessed later this was the break he had been hoping for!) Somehow I managed to avoid flipping, turned the boat back up to dead downwind and furiously pulled in the sheet again to stabilize the boat. I'd lost some distance, but still had a comfortable lead at the finish. I'd won the race, and the World Championship!!

My hero, with added burden on back
Liam generously offered his congratulations, as did 3rd place finisher Greg Bartlett. I mentioned that I was heading in early, and they were somewhat surprised.

It can be considered bad form to not sail all races in a regatta when one doesn't technically need to. Kinda like "I've won, I'm done here" mindset. I had an entirely different reason for skipping the last two (beside being exhausted): my training partner and friend Madhavan Thirumalai had offered to take my sailing gear back to the US so I could continue my European adventure without lugging around another piece of luggage. I wanted to have my gear clean and dry so it would be of as little bother as possible. As it was, Madhavan had quite the backpack to take with him--thank you buddy!

Have to say, it was nice arriving at the ramp without a lot of traffic. De-rigged and washed the boat, then just chilled until the fleet's return. We loaded up the charter boats onto a huge trailer, and I had enough time to head back to the room for a shower (the club's drain had a nasty clog that was stinking up the place--bleh!).

My name will be the first on it!
The award presentation was festive! After we took photos, the stretching gang (a number of young sailors and I) got together one last time, then we retreated to the tents where regatta sponsor Ron Abuelo was pouring delicious rum drinks. Melissa and David Solnick invited a few of us to their place for dinner, where Melissa and Doug DuBois put together a delicious spread.

At 11pm International Class Manager Peter Barton, Junior from RS and I ventured into town to join fellow Aero sailors at a local bar, where the partying was well underway! Legal drinking age in France is 16, and several of the kids were taking full advantage... lol It was a joyful, celebratory evening with new friends and old. The very first RS Aero World Championship had gone off with little incident, 96 sailors enjoying superb conditions, excellent race committee work, and fabulous camaraderie!


Thursday, July 27, 2017

2017 RS Aero World Championship - Day 4

This morning the sun was out and the wind appeared to be lighter, with a forecast calling for no more than 15 knots steadily out of the West. A respite from the big breeze we have had for the last three days seemed to be in order!

My goals for the day were to not do anything rash. Conservative starts, loosely cover my main competitor (Liam Willis from GBR) if ahead, and fight like hell if behind.

Did my usual pre-race tide-check ritual, this time joined by aspiring junior sailor Chris from GBR who was quite quick downwind on his Aero 7. Did one 3-minute split (not the usual two) with Liam (the right paid handsomely), and worked with a few people getting their upwind settings right. Once it was set I got the compass bearing for the starting line, so prep was almost complete. In spite of the forecast, the breeze had built to a solid 13 or so by the 1pm start time, and as in previous days, continued to climb.

RACE 10
I love my Aero, but one thing it does not like to do, at 85 lbs all-up, is stay head-to-wind in choppy conditions. This makes getting accurate wind readings before the start difficult, especially with a digital compass that has built-in dampening.

Without knowing precisely where the wind is, one has a difficult time discerning minute differences between the ends of a very long starting line. The line was set at 185 degrees; the wind would have to be at 275 to be square (185+90=275). The highest number I got on the compass head-to-wind was 255, but it didn't have time to overcome dampening to go higher. A 20 degree favor to the left would be obvious, but I wasn't seeing it. In fact, it seemed the *boat* was favored a bit, so I initially headed to that end. However, my main competition (Liam) was gunning for the left side of the line, so (in conservative mode) I boogied down there to stay close, ultimately starting about 1/4 of the way up from the pin.

Sure enough, we got a bit of a left shift just before the start, and the pin paid handsomely. Liam soon tacked over and crossed the fleet, clearly tickled at his fine reading of things. I bumped along for another minute then tacked over in what seemed to be a little left shift and, with eyes on Liam, followed him out to the right.

Christer Bath (SWE) had no such competitive worries and just sailed shifts on the left to gain a commanding lead at the first mark! Matt Thursfeld (GBR) was in second and Toby Freeland (GBR) was in third. I rounded a distant fourth and got to work, gaining a good chunk on the first reach, then passing Toby and gaining heaps on Matt on the second. Rounding the leeward mark, the order was Christer, Matt, me and Toby, with Liam breathing down Toby's neck about 12 lengths back.

I had great height after the rounding and quickly got over Matt and was gaining rapidly on Christer. Sneaky bugger that he is, Liam tacked over to the left and got a bit more pressure and tacked back, trying to duplicate Christer's feat on the first beat. I could see he was pointing very high and going fast up there on port, so I tacked over to cover. It was soon clear I wouldn't be able to cross, so I tacked ahead and 7 boatlengths to leeward. Even that short hitch left paid, as Christer and Matt were now well to leeward on port but not in the same pressure. We stayed on port a long time, and I was able to leg out a bit on Liam, then tacked on the layline and just managed to cross him on starboard. He ducked on port and kept sailing another 4 or 5 boatlengths before tacking onto starboard for the mark.

I had called the starboard layline correctly except for one thing: the tail end of the 7 fleet. Several of them were to weather of me, and eventually started reaching down and taking my air. This, combined with the tide running with the wind, meant I now could no longer lay the mark, so I had to do two additional tacks. Liam, a bit further up, was in clean air and scooted around the mark a solid 10 boatlengths ahead!

Liam dove low on the run and I followed, letting the 7s sail a more direct, but slow, course to the leeward mark. I was better able to take advantage of a few swells that came through and reeled him in. If the leg had been another 50 meters longer I might have caught Liam, but as it was I rounded directly behind for the reach home. Liam went high, so I, with nothing to lose, went low. Liam was able to work over and ahead of a 7 in front of him while I was affected by its wind shadow, giving Liam the win by 3 or 4 lengths. What a battle!

RACE 11
The breeze was now quite solid. I had a good start and covering the left side of the fleet, had a good first leg. This race, unlike days before, had lots of tacking opportunities and Matt Thursfeld made the best of them, rounding close behind me in second. Catching a quick glance back on the firehose first reach, I noted that Liam was in 4th or 5th, well back. Whew. ;)

I pulled out a bit on Matt on the reaches and subsequent upwind leg, but he gained almost all of it back by calling the starboard tack layline perfectly (I, not wanting to yet-again be messed up by the 7s, overstood a bit). This time, the tide had changed and was going upwind, allowing him to sneak up where I was previously unable to do so.

I still rounded ahead and blasted off on the run, putting 20+ boatlengths on him before the leeward mark. A quick reach to the finish and another bullet was on the scorecard. Matt cruised in 2nd, while Liam yanked himself all the way up to 3rd.

RACE 12
The starboard end was favored for this start, and I got a great one right at the boat. There definitely were shifts to be played this leg and I favored left, but Liam came booming out of the right for a big lead at the first mark.

Factoring in the right shift, I went low on the first reach compared to Liam and gained a bit, then sailed higher than him on the second. He had trouble working up to the leeward mark in the latter 1/4 of the leg while I planed in from above. Liam was still ahead, but only by 5 boatlengths or so.

We sailed on port for a fair while, Liam a little lower, me a bit higher (hoping to get more left hand shift). Instead, the breeze went slightly right, so I tacked over. Liam tacked to cover, I tacked back, he tacked back, then I tacked left again. This time, he didn't cover. I had a so-so 232 angle--not great, but not enough to tack on. I stayed and stayed on starboard, seeing as high as 245 and as low as 232, but never the 230 I knew I needed to come back on.

By now I was getting quite far left, and very separated from the fleet. I had to make this work. A few things gave me hope: the 7s ahead on port were slightly lifted, and a puff was coming toward me from directly in front of my bow. As it hit I saw the magical 230. I dug in a few boatlengths, then flicked back onto port and a long sail back to the middle of the course.

The angle wasn't stellar, but it wasn't awful either. I just worked the boat really hard in the chop, going into point mode if the compass fell and footing slightly in the minute lifts. Liam had tacked back to starboard and was looking strong, but a few left puffs put me back in the game. This was going to be close!

As mentioned before, Liam was on starboard. It was clear he wouldn't lay the mark, and to weather of him was a clump of 7s that, if not laying the mark, were darn close. I had a decision to make: duck Liam, or tack to leeward and ahead, thereby staying closer to him.

I chose the latter. If I'd ducked him, I would have sailed into the wakes and dirty air of those 7s, and then would have needed to overstand the mark. By tacking to leeward I stayed close to my competition (conservative). We both had to do two tacks to get around the mark. I gained a little more in that last short section, but had some trouble bearing off onto the run and sailed a bit of distance to the right. At that point, Liam had a 10+ boatlength lead.

It hurt, but I sailed the extra distance by-the-lee to get to the left where Liam was. The waves were cleaner and I started to surf. I noticed Liam's vang and outhaul were still quite tight, while mine were both loose, giving me huge power that made catching waves easier. Liam strongly protected his left hand side. I noticed he was reacting to my boat position and that gave me hope: he's worried. He's paying attention to me, perhaps to the detriment of his wave-catching.

Sure enough, I kept gaining. By now I was close enough where my wind shadow could have an effect. We were zigging and zagging on the waves, often going in opposite directions, but each time we "met" in the middle, I'd momentarily affect his wind.

Soon, I was abeam of him. Still he protected the left looking downwind, even though we were well left of the leeward mark. I figured it was one of a few things: a) he didn't have a good handle on the gybing angle to the mark; b) he didn't know where the mark was. Whatever the reason, I was happy to capitalize, eventually heading up to a very broad reach that my super-full sail was able to accommodate. His flatter, more vanged sail couldn't compete, and I pulled ahead by a number of lengths by the leeward mark. Another quick reach to the finish, and I'd added my 9th first-place finish to the scorecard!

LOOKING AHEAD
The RC is starting two hours earlier tomorrow (1st race at 11am), with no race allowed to start after 3pm. Unless we sail four races tomorrow, I have the regatta sewn up. After 13 races we get a third throw-out. My scores right now are good enough that I could skip 3 races and still win. BUT, if 4 are sailed, I'd have to count one DNS (number of race finishers + 1), which would give Liam the lead. SO, sail tomorrow we will, for the title of RS Aero 9 World Champion!