Naked Cleaner!

At last, the sunny weather has found its way through the clouds, and brought along with it some wind to keep the boats moving most of the time (at least). At times, there were some gusts that allowed the boats to plane, but with no capsizes the rescue crews were able to concentrate more on the sunbathing rather rescuing! In the evening there was a quiz to test if anyone was still alert. Despite a slight error in adding up Neil Currie and Co still came out on top with 53/70. There were many red faces in the evening, but we’ll assume that was down to the sun rather than the cocktails, wine, lager, etc, etc!

Big E is still getting to grips with driving a laser – on Saturday his attempts to launch were interesting, as co-ordinating putting down the rudder, and centreboard, pulling in the sails, and avoiding obstacles such as the jetty seemed beyond him for some moments! He’s a clever lad, so no doubt he’ll catch on quick. He reckons he doesn’t want to upset Toggle by beating him too soon – although he’s kept his word to date, how long will that last?

Rule books were out at lunchtime when Dave Nic protested Ginge, but it came to nothing when it was thrown out for failing to comply with the required process (sounds interesting, but it wasn’t really)

Life on the campsite is as interesting as ever, with a naked cleaner pressure washing the gents toilet walls (only due to mould nothing more nasty!). Squatters were noted taking over spare caravans and tents, and became known as the borrowers for all the bits ‘n’ pieces that they acquired for their stay. Shunty was awarded a new nickname for the delayed pick up of various conversations – welcome Digi Steve.

Reason # 69: As I don’t like Baileys I’ll never have one of them!!

4th for OD!

Normally the OD would get three points for race organisation, but in today’s pursuit scheduled OD Rory Yardley was substituted by Mike Moore which allowed Rory to race. As with other pursuit races in this series, the finish was very close, and various places changed in the final minute or so of the race. A beat to 0 enabled three RS400s to break through pushing Rory into 4th place. Scumper’s 1st puts him in pole position in the series but equal on points to Hugh, and a point ahead of Shunty.

The sunny weather on Friday meant many started the weekend early by camping on site, together with 12 visiting boats from Southport SC. So there were several barbeques ablaze, together with scented candles to try and dissipate the midges! One not so rowdy group broke into cocktail mode slightly ahead of schedule, and, as ever, there was the odd sore head to be nursed this morning! Of course there were tales to tell of missing bags – Rich Hodgkins had managed to leave a bag on a train when changing trains at Preston. Virgin were very good at locating it but could do nothing other than let it travel on to Manchester and get it sent back to Lancaster. It’s a shame that Rich had already travelled up to Penrith to be picked up by mum Bridget, so Bridget, who had hurriedly finished her barbeque before going for Rich had an extended trip to Lancaster to pick up the bag. This all resulted in a 80min trip being extended to 4 hrs! Bridget kept on smiling though, and the not so rowdy group stayed up to crack another bottle of wine with her.

The second race of the day was part of a long championship series. They same time waits for no man, and OD Mike Moore seemed to take this to heart. As soon as he had set the line and the course he started the sequence whether or not everyone was on the water – indeed, some had stiil to put their sails up. At the time the handicap fleet started, there were still six boats a couple of minutes from the line, so they endured what could be described as their second pursuit of the day catching up with the rest of the fleet. William and Lesley were one pair that had to do this – they managed to secure a clear second to Shunty and Ruth on the water, but on handicap came 4th.

Bass Week Memories

Above are a couple of photos of rescue crew staff Josh and Tom taken during Bass Week – for some reason Baywatch, or the Jolly Green Giant, springs to mind!

If you enjoyed the week and are planning ahead for next year then put 2 – 10 August in your diary (you won’t be the first)

Back to Normality

With Bass Week over and done with, many tend to have a rest from sailing or go for a holiday, so this weekend is typically quiet, to the extent that no sailing was scheduled for yesterday (That didn’t stop Herb turning up for duty though!).

Today, despite a reasonable forecast for wind, the wind was as shy as the number of sailors. A late arrival by a Tim Smith enabled the mirrors to have a separate start, but Dave and Sarah Nicholson had to join the handicap fleet for their racing. Scumper didn’t have a crew, or a gennaker, but at the last minute took the opportunity to sail Robbie D’s RS200 with Ethan. The wind had plenty of holes in it, especially down the western shore, but the fleets kept moving sufficiently to complete the race in an hour.

The wind for the afternoon race didn’t look too promising, but the course was set where the wind was, and it picked up sufficiently to sit out at times. William and Jonathan were in the only RS400 for the race, and were maintaining a good lead until the main halyard snapped – so much for a 4 month old piece of string!

It was to be Joan Hardie that won the race on handicap from Robbie D and Ethan

[Where’s the Summer Gone]Here Comes Summer?

A gentle breeze came and went, came back again and disappeared totally over the course of the afternoon. The rain clouds that came in failed to deliver any wind, and fortunately not too much rain either!

Although there was a light breeze for the first beat, it almost totally disappeared for the two downwind legs, and boats were hunting out whatever zephyrs they could. It seemed as if the afternoon sea breeze (without any sun?) was coming in from the west, and this helped boats finish more quickly, and build up hopes for a more settled second race. However, the breeze came back from the north east, swung to the east just before the start, at which point the OD gave up and postponed racing until Sunday.

The only tales to tell are about Sally – first of all she managed to put her clothes on the newly varnished woodwork in the changing rooms, and then was at risk of having William disqualified for laughing too much, and generating extra air propelling them through a windless course!

Others felt that winter had come early and were relieved to have a warm shower after their sail. You’d think they’d keep warm by bailing out all that rain water! The following webcam shows the new shower cubicles that form part of the recent upgrade of the ladies changing area – just click on it for an update!

Overnight rain had cleared and there was a cloudy start to Sunday’s racing. The forecast for 9mph SE wind seemed as if it may hold true, until the fleet started to prepare and the wind swung to the SW! However, the direction was relatively steady, and the breeze held, if not increased as the morning went on.

The race that was postponed on Saturday was squeezed into afternoon racing, allowing the sailors to make the most of the excellent sailing weather. That doesn’t mean that there weren’t any challenges.

At one leeward mark, Dave Wright capsized and righted just before the RS400s came roaring in. He did right it, only to find his mainsheet had lassoed the mark – the query was what at what stage he would free it and what would happen to the racing boats trying to round the mark?!!! Fortunately for most people’s sake the boat capsized again.

Andy and Emma were having a good day until one spinnaker drop went slightly wrong, and they lost some ground. It was only at the end of the day that Andy noticed, and admitted, that he’d been sailing without any bungs in – no wonder the boat was somewhat heavy by the end of the day.

With Neil continuing to play Mr Grumpy with Judith, it’s no wonder she’s said he can have a new boat – so long as it’s single handed!

The last race of the day was so shifty that the RS400s struggled to beat the other fleets to the windward mark, and then the course took the fleet under the shade of Sale Fell, making it difficult to break away. Neil went low to stay in the breeze, but Scumper and Zephyr took, and kept the lead to take the winning horn and the series.

The following four boats in the series all tied with 11 points, demonstrating just how close the racing has been – very little room for mistakes. Andy’s 1st in the morning secured 2nd place, Robbie D and Ethan’s 3rd secured 3rd, and Neil finished ahead of Bean and Naomi to get 4th.

The GPs only sailed three races, so Julian Cruickshank and son’s consistent sailing, with two 1sts, won him the series.

Tim Smith had three bullets to win the Mirror trophy, only dropping one race to brother Rob, who did not sail the final race due to a temporarily incurable leak!

With weather like this it’s easy to forget the rather grey and cold day that was endured on Saturday. Perhaps it’ll stay with us for a few hours more at least?!

Mirror Northern Championships

The high winds of the first race led to several casualties, including various team Bass boats (or was it all?!). In fact the strength of it caused Rob Smith to have a change of mind and he opted to crew for twin brother Tim instead of sailing single handed. The OD (and the twins brother) reckoned if they had a spinnaker system that worked they would have done wonders – such is life! Rob’s change of mind meant that Beanacrew, specially prepared for the weekend was left on the shore for (another) brother Andy to rescue (amidst various creaks and groans – was that Andy or the boat though?!) with the help of Scumper.

The wind did ease slightly for the other races, and there were no further casualties. Hector Cisneros with son Ben got in the groove and secured three firsts to have a comfortable overnight lead.

The OD was concerned at one stage that he couldn’t find the black flag on the committee boat, but as it turned out, all apart from one boat were well behaved and stayed clear of the line. In 5 hours the OD successfully had all four races completed, and boats ashore.

The sailors are all having an early meal followed by a sumo wrestling competition – no peace for the wicked!

The winds for Sunday were forecast to be relatively light – and how right it was. It proved to be a totally different kettle of fish.

The promised wind was very light to non existent. The OD eventually tried to start racing which resulted in a series of postponements, general recalls, round the ends and a black flag – well worth finding! All these starts used up what little wind there was so that when the fleet finally got under way the wind died totally at which point the OD abandoned the race -� or was it because Rob and Tim were last? You can’t have a Smith in last place! The abandonment brought cheers from the fleet that could be heard from the shore.

If it was possible, the wind died further with the lake becoming a mill pond. The OD gave up and abandoned the racing leaving the results as they stood from overnight. This scuppered Mik and Toddy’s cunning plan of getting everyone to pack up, whilst they waited for the sea breeze to come and get two good results.

At the prize giving, winning helm Hector Cisneros thanked the club for its hospitality, and the OD for some challenging courses, as well as abandoning the one race of the day that finally got under way. Also, he told the youths not to be dis-heartened by their performances on Saturday as it had been one of the most challenging days sailing that he’d had in years.

Northern Champions Hector and Ben Cisneros Winning Team - Royal Windermere

Saturday - Photo courtesy of Alan Henderson What a difference a day makes Sunday morning - photo courtesy of Alan Henderson

No peace for the wicked... (or time to change out of her glad rags!

While the Cat’s Away

Well, with the Mirror (er, Bass) Forum down I will have to moan on the website. It’s not good enough. There I am taking a well earned break from Bass at the Brit GP when, suddenly, all these Mirrors go out. There’s Twin (soccer’s stopped), Des (with B&Q sponsorship), Stato (thought he’d retired), and even Toddy (complete with video of his Ripon exploits). And now I’m getting s—— in two series. Still, at least we had a Finnish (and Ferrari) win in the GP!

Mik.

Sunny Sunday

What a difference a day makes. The sun shone all day, the wind blew enough most of the time, and there were shifts that made all the difference (if you were on the right side of them!).

First of all an apology to Toggle – there may have been a one sided tale told about his efforts in the Lord Birkett, and the bit about the training was a joke – there aren’t actually any places available until next year, but Tog doesn’t really need to attend. Apparently, he was caught out in the massive squall that brought the fleet back from the islands, fell, or was washed out of the back, and broke his tiller necessitating his tow back by the gin palace.

In the GPs Hugh and Rhonwen had two wins, but they had to work hard for it as Mike Fairlamb with Sam Hall kept taking the lead, though in the 2nd race Mike retired after rounding a mark incorrectly. Ginge and Bridget were making hay while the sun shone, and then cooled off with a capsize. Ken Bell clearly wasn’t making hay, came for a sail and finished second with Val.

Tim Smith beat off competition from twin brother Rob, and secured another couple of wins.

In the handicap fleet, there were ups and downs. William, with second crew of the weekend Sally, was several minutes late for the start, but had some good luck with the winds to pull back on Roy and Kirstie to such an extent that he had to avoid Roy when he capsized just in front of him on a gybe mark. Apparently, a 50 degree wind shift on the start line prevented Shunty and Neil from being able to cross the line. Confusion over the course (which may well have changed after it was first displayed) meant Shunty lost out several hundred metres by heading to 9 instead of 0. Although Neil and Judith won on the water, the wind suited the RS200s best of all, and honours went to Andy and Emma.

Roy was left behind for the start of the second race (apparently retying his battens), leaving William, Neil and Shunty to have some good racing. Although William mastered the beats (or was it make the most of some incredible shifts?) to take the lead a couple of times, he lost out off wind to Neil and Shunty. The wind faded somewhat towards the end of the race allowing the RS200s to catch up. Robbie D and Ethan would have easily won had they not got their gennaker stuck, so it was to be Andy and Emma that again won on handicap.

The Mirror Northerns are to be held at the club next weekend

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