Nab Tower 2017


From nine to four

"Yes nine"
"That's a lot of bacon"

Needless to say real life got in the way for many of the nine and the fabulous four of Spike, Pandie, Chris and Ed were the only ones to benefit from the (extra crispy, thanks Spike) bacon on Saturday morning. 

Of the four, 50% had arrived at various UK airports from various time zones during Friday so the evening was quieter than usual, with occasional bursts of screensaver and an early night.  All were much perkier on Saturday as the overnight wind and rain blew through and the boss man arrived from the north island to find the boat a lot tidier than when he left.  All the strings were roughly in the right place and the 22 sail ties previously employed to hold the boom and mast together were now declared redundant after the arrival of a shiny new gooseneck.  So far so good.

Bacon done (cooker now with new sparky ignition) we untied and set off for the start.  It was good to see everyone out and about, particularly as it looked to be a fantastic days sailing so not wanting to appear too keen we let a few boats go first on the start line.  Some nifty boat handling and upwind kite work (my winter office hands have just about recovered) meant we soon made up for that and were one of the first, if not the first, class 5 boats at the forts.  A pretty nifty kite drop and a change to whites meant I even got my second, everyone else's third, cup of coffee!

How is it that even with a SW wind there is a wind shadow at the Nab?  A question I'm sure a number of skippers were asking as they attempted to gybe round it and avoid both other boats and a huge great lump of concrete.  We saw no damage but, to be fair, we were pretty much out in front by this point.  Putting the space in at Winner worked well, and made the race a bit more interesting.  What looked like a deepish run initially wasn't in the end, but at least I got to use different shoulder muscles the time.  

A perfectly executed drop put us back on the wind at Winner (another cuppa for me and even some yummy flapjack, in amongst conversations around how working makes you fat and we all need to give up going to  the office) and we set off for the finish.  Tactics were discussed, go inshore, go mainland, go shortest route, and... we picked the wrong one.  Those who went along the island shore picked up a bit more favourable tide on Osborne Bay and we watched our lead slowly disappear.  Not through lack of trying.  And we obviously blamed the (long) broken windex.  Which has now been fixed!

A few last minute tacks at the finish woke everyone up again and we ended up a fairly respectable 4th.  It was a great first race, with brilliant conditions.  Well done to the new Captain and Secretary for organising the weather as well as the racing.  Same again, plus maybe a few degrees up on the thermostat, in two weeks time please.


Race Report Raffles Class 6 Nab Tower

Please see the attached link to photos from our on-board photographer Paul Cook, featuring a slightly bemused crew but more importantly some pretty good ones of boats across the classes.



Looking forward to Cherbourg! 

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