Monday, September 28, 2009

A Season to Remember

The win at the Maine Rocks Race sealed up a perfect season for Jeroboam with first-in-class and/or division finishes for all seven races I entered. You can imagine how ecstatic I am about the results. I'll post some analysis on the Maine Rocks Race in a couple weeks as well as some thoughts about the season as a whole. To all that aided, mentored and cheered, thank you very much. I wouldn't have had this success without you.

In the meantime, Zoe and I are helping a new boat owner move his catamaran from Trinidad to Lauderdale, likely departing Monday, October 5th weather permitting. I'll probably post some occasional coordinates and/or delivery comments here, particularly if there are delays.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!

So it's true, my mom is the only one who reads this? I've received about 50 text messages on my sat phone in the last 24 hours, all signed "Mom" though I doubt she alone was this industrious. My Uncle Dave was the only one out of the loop on that practical joke, signing his own name. To the rest of you clowns, thanks, your messages were hilarious. One of my favorite (that's suitable for publishing): "Celebrate the end of the season sensibly Jon and make sure you brush you teeth tonight. Love, Mommy" It was either a well coordinated effort by many or the raving outlet to one person's intense boredom.

The race went well, although I think it was my worst start ever. My autopilot decided to go into standby mode on the line and I back winded my jib, turning the boat into another's way. The collision was clearly my fault and while the damage didn't look bad, it was very embarrassing nonetheless and required a 360 to exonerate myself from the foul. I was rather out of sorts once I crossed the starting line but managed to shake it off and battle back from last place. I think the awards ceremony is around 6 or 7 so we'll see how I did then. Fingers crossed.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

I can't believe this is the last race of the season

It seams like just yesterday I was gearing up for Bermuda 1-2, the first one of the season. Prep is going well for Maine Rocks. I've laid in a good supply of baked goods, scrubbed the bottom (thanks Zoe's housemate), and secured storage for some of my cruising gear (thanks Doug). Skippers meeting is tomorrow evening and all systems are go. Should be a quick race with the forecast as it stands but of course that could change at any moment. I'm going into this last race with 160 prepaid minutes on my sat phone so I ask that everyone call or send a text message sometime between 10am Sat and 6pm Sun to help me use them up. This is a blatant test to see who is reading this stupid blog besides my Mom.

Sunday, September 13, 2009


Jeroboam survived a very light air race, managing to win the single-handed division and place fourth among the fleet of 43 boats, including those fully crewed. Thankfully the race committee decided to shorten the course but stopped short of renaming this running of the race "Almost Around Isleboro." Unfortunately I somehow picked up a head cold so that gives me a week to recuperate before the Maine Rocks Race on the 19th. There's a bunch of accomplished sailors entered so it's shaping up to be quite a season finale!

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Race morning

I attended the pre-race function last evening at Northport Yacht Club and enjoyed seeing old friends and meeting others. It was obvious from many of the conversations that two factors will play significantly into the race: light air work and local knowledge, two areas of weakness on Jeroboam.

I didn't meet anyone else for whom this was their first Around Isleboro outing so I may be the only boat in the fleet who hasn't sailed through Bracketts Channel, a very narrow, very scary looking section of the race course on the south side of Isleboro.

But that's not the local knowledge of which I speak. Playing the light fluky winds deep in Penobscot Bay that will be very mysterious for an outsider like me apparently have a rhyme and/or reason to the sailors of Northport and Belfast. I shall make notes of hailing ports and value those directional hints over boats from other places.

I also have a lot of extra weight on board right now, perhaps as much as 600 pounds more weight than I had for my last race. I don't have my car up here which normally serves as my storage shed for cruising gear during a race so there's a lot of excess junk I have to lug around; particularly detrimental given the light wind forecast.

Someone said there may be 40 boats entered but perhaps as few as 4 racing single handed. Skippers meeting in one hour.