Category Archives: Sailing

Just when you thought it was safe…

…to go back on the water:

bundock_attack

Catamarans are perfectly normal boats. No, really.

But seriously, I was just talking with a sailing judge about the inherent problem in protests that involve kite board races.

Since the sail is technically not attached directly to the boat (it’s connected by line to the sailor, who is then strapped to a board), the starboard/port definition may depend entirely on the orientation of the sailor him/herself. My suggestion was to ask which side of the kite boarder’s body was windward, but even then it seems they could hop and float around to orient themselves a different way at a moment’s notice.

The good news is that even the most hi-tech catamarans now seem normal compared to the other stuff floating around (pun intended) out there.

Brandy

Reflections on identity, as recorded by Looking Glass

There’s a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes

And there’s a girl, in this harbor town
And she works, laying whiskey down
They say “Brandy, fetch another round”
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say “Brandy, you’re a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor
From the sea.”

Brandy, wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the north of Spain
A locket, that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy loved

He came, on a summer’s day
Bringing gifts, from far away
But he made it clear, he couldn’t stay
No harbor was his home

The sailors said “Brandy, you’re a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea.”

Yeah Brandy used to watch his eyes when he told his sailor’s story
She could feel the ocean fall and rise, she saw it’s raging glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand

At night, when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man, who’s not around
She still can hear him say, she hears him say

“Brandy, you’re a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea”

Is Brandy married, or not?

Man Sails the Deep Awhile

by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 – 1894)

Man sails the deep awhile;
Loud runs the roaring tide;
The seas are wild and wide;
O’er many a salt, o’er many a desert mile,
The unchained breakers ride,
The quivering stars beguile.

Hope bears the sole command;
Hope, with unshaken eyes,
Sees flaw and storm arise;
Hope, the good steersman, with unwearying hand,
Steers, under changing skies,
Unchanged toward the land.

O wind that bravely blows!
O hope that sails with all
Where stars and voices call!
O ship undaunted that forever goes
Where God, her admiral,
His battle signal shows!

What though the seas and wind
Far on the deep should whelm
Colours and sails and helm?
There, too, you touch that port that you designed –
There, in the mid-seas’ realm,
Shall you that haven find.

Some interesting commentary on Stevenson can be found on the website by RCAHMS (Royal Commission on the Ancient and Historical Monuments of Scotland), in reference to Barra Head Lighthouse:

Barra Lighthouse

Although Robert Louis Stevenson had to fight hard to be allowed to express his literary talent instead of following in the footsteps of his grandfather, uncles and father, he appreciated their achievements. In 1880 he wrote:

‘Whenever I smell salt water, I know that I am not far from one of the works of my ancestors. The Bell Rock stands monument for my grandfather, the Skerry Vore for my Uncle Alan and when the lights come out at sundown along the shores of Scotland, I am proud to think they burn brightly for the genius of my father.’

Sailing with the Monterey Bay Whales

I will never forget the few times I have encountered whales while sailing around the Monterey Bay. They are so big and powerful, yet silent and graceful, it is hard to describe the feeling when one surfaces nearby and wants to play.

Apparently a friendly one has been interested in getting close to the competitors in the Melges 24 Worlds, as captured by one of the event photographers:

Monterey Bay Whale

Amazing what a nature sanctuary can do for the environment. You just don’t get that kind of spectator in most sports venues.