This Saturday (31st October) was a great days sailing.
Tom & I saw forecasts of 14 knots, gusting in the 20s and 30s at times. It was worth thinking about - should we go out?
On arrival at the Harp, we reminded ourselves that we may not be able to sail again for some time - since it was rumoured that England would be in 'Lock-Down' during November. So this would be a rare opportunity - so we decided to go for it.
As we launched 13941 into the Harp, we were almost the only team that was prepared to risk the high winds.
I must admit that I was a bit nervous, but Tom was a great crew, and we managed to keep the boat flat - most of the time.
Sarah (Tom's other half) took a few photos and video of us - it does look a bit calm from that direction, but once we were in the middle of the lake, we were able to get the boat on the plane multiple times.
We came in after an hour for a quick break. We were advised that there was a problem with the safety boat, so we hung around on shore until they were able to get another safety boat ready for supporting the plain sailors (who went out with full reefing), as well as supporting ourselves.
The second session that morning was not quite as enjoyable - the rain had began to arrive, and with it some complex wind shifts. But we kept going, and stayed upright - it was great fun.
After lunch, we looked at the conditions and decided to join in the racing.
The first race was a 2-1-8-7, against a south-westerly wind. Before the starting gun, we did some practice gybes, and promptly capsized. I was able to get on the centreboard, and we were able to join the racing successfully, with no issues, but it was a reminder not to be too confident.
We made a cautious start (why do I always do cautious starts????) and were mid-fleet along the first leg. Tom did a great job of keeping the boat flat, and we were fighting along side Andy Shrimpton and Andy Wadsworth for some of the time. As we rounded no 1, we flew the kite, which was another confidence booster.
As time went on for that race (which was nearly an hour by the time we finished), we gradually lost position, and slipped back to the bottom of the fleet of about 8 boats.
I thought we were going to be 'not last' at one time, when Andy Shrimpton lost it and capsized, so we had another boat behind us.
In the final leg, we lost the starboard pulley block for the spinnaker, so no more spinnaker flying for the day.
After we rounded number 1 on what was to become the final leg, we were overtaken by Andy Shrimpton and Roger, who came screaming past with a full kite. There was no way we were going to catch them with only 2 sails.
So we were last, but had really enjoyed ourselves.
We started preparations for the second race, with Tom helming this time. As we did, a massive gust came through, and the Cunningham sheet and genoa lead-string caught up in the genoa sheets. It took ages for me to untangle them, so we started really down the fleet.
But I was getting tired, so Tom agreed to go in - we had had a great day, but I did not want to chance things too much.
At the end of the day, we had had a failed spinnaker pulley, a patch needed in the Mylar main, and also a burgee was seriously bent on the top of the mast (probably due to the mast-head boyancy). But underlining all of that, we had had a glorious time, got some real experience of high winds, and a massive boost of confidence.
Will lock-down keep us off the water next month? Who knows? But we had had a day worth savouring.