From: "Eugene Morgan" Subject: (utah-sailing) FW: Marina Maintenance Update 3/26 thru 3/30 Date: 02 Apr 2001 10:02:17 -0700 MARCH 26TH THRU 30TH MARINA MAINTENANCE UPDATE THINGS ACCOMPLISHED OVER THE LAST WEEK * "I" dock pier has been lifted up and four brand new floats installed underneath and repaired (in the near future the I-1 finger will be installed and lift the pier out of the water even further). * Ladies restroom drain was blown out and unplugged. * Repaired / replaced three boat cleats on C-47, one cleat on J-30, J-8, J-15, J-23, J-27. * Inspected and tested power at E-19 (Ray Janus) power service is OK, everything is fine, I suspect his power cord laying underneath the water is causing his problems. It has been our experience that cords left in the water over a period of time will corrode to a point where they cause these kinds of power problems. * Also inspected boat cleats on C-19/C-21 as per work order. They seem fine. (Gene: if the slip renters of C19 &C21 have concerns please let me know!) * Turned on water to docks; "E" and "J" dock, they appear to be in good working order. The rest have problems with there systems, problems have been identified, parts purchased, and the other docks will have water systems charged by next weekend. * The fire pit and the flowerbed nearest to the office front door have been weeded. Communication items; * Gary Brown has also reported that the light at the Marina Mouth is not working and poses some safety issues. Bob and his team have made this a priority as soon as the dock water system is in working order. They anticipate the light being repaired around April 9th. =20 * The "Maintenance Information Center" was installed on the office wall a couple of weeks ago. Bob and his team have been getting "work orders" from us on a fairly regularly. Please let me know how this is working out. * Over the last couple of weeks "spiders" have been spotted emerging form there winter slumber... Next week Bob we will be purchasing necessary chemical warfare materials, (spider killer). They will be spraying late next week or early the following week. This will be the first of many treatments. Spraying will be completed by the 12th of April. Things seem to be going well and on schedule. If we have missed anything please let me, Ranger Bob or a member of the steering committee know. Bob Ewing has been working diligently in addressing our concerns. In addition, the steering committee has been working on the marina renovation plan that we will be presenting to the marina community this coming Thursday. So please reserve this Thursday for an important meeting. More details will follow in another e-mail.=20 * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Eugene Morgan" Subject: (utah-sailing) Paving Project at the GSL South Marina Date: 02 Apr 2001 09:44:25 -0700 The GSL South Shore marina-paving project that was scheduled for today has been postponed due to the weather. They have rescheduled for next Monday, April 9th. They will be out to the marina on Friday the 6th to put up some kind of ribbons or barricades so we don't have people parking in that area. It will take a couple days to lay new asphalt and it will need to remain barricaded for two weeks until they put slurry seal on all the asphalt. If this creates any problems please let Ranger Bob know or any member of the marina Steering Committee know or feel free to e-mail me. Gene * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) GSL News: Walkaround GSL Date: 03 Apr 2001 22:40:34 -0600 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. --------------9A628F7E49C0BBB4A98F703F Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --------------9A628F7E49C0BBB4A98F703F Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Disposition: inline Return-Path: Received: from mail.xmission.com ([198.60.22.22]) by merlin (EarthLink SMTP Server) with ESMTP id tcl2ks.cnl.37tiu4s Tue, 3 Apr 2001 19:44:43 -0700 (PDT) Received: from [166.70.8.51] (helo=micronp6200) by mail.xmission.com with smtp (Exim 3.12 #1) id 14kdFo-00033Z-00; Tue, 03 Apr 2001 20:42:40 -0600 Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook IMO, Build 9.0.2416 (9.0.2911.0) Importance: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.3018.1300 X-Mozilla-Status2: 00000000 If you are interested in joining Lawrence on his walk around the lake, please contact him directly at the numbers below. _____________________________ In 1998 I came and spoke at one of your meetings regarding my walking around the Great Salt Lake. I had not at that time completed the trip but am picking up where I left off. I am attempting to cover another 3rd of the lake on foot about the 24th thru the 28th of April, 2001 and was wondering if any of your members would be interested. Looking at the northwestern corner covering about 100 - 120 miles culminating at the Golden Spike monument. Any other ideas are also certainly welcomed. Thanks, Lawrence Porter -----Original Message----- Sent: Tuesday, April 03, 2001 8:48 AM 3 years ago I started at Saltair and attempted to walk around the Great Salt Lake. I made it about 105 miles before my homemade handcart (to carry all the water I had estimated) gave out. Complications brought on by the very bad weather that spring and my decision not to go the next 100 miles with only the water on my back convinced me to return. This time out, I'm only expecting to do a third, picking up where I left off on the western side of the lake. The plan is to drive 14 miles west of Lakeside on the western leg of the Lucin cutoff and get dropped off at the end of that road, where there is (or was) a chained gate (known as Hogup on the maps). Another 5 - 10 miles furthur north is where I had left off. From there, north to Kelton (possibly detouring to Hogup cave) and across the northern end to Golden Spike where we end this leg. I'd like to finish up the circuit later this fall. Though I'd prefer to do this in May (around full moon time - the 10th), my son "Dash" is only out of school until the end of the month. So the dates of April 25th, Wednesday through the 28th, Saturday (29th if neccesary) were planned.. Actually, we'd be driving out late in the afternoon of the 24th, Tuesday. That's about 20-25 miles a day. I covered the entire first third in only three days so this should be easier. This time I think it easier knowing what to expect. We're traveling light, just food, water, a ground pad and sleeping bag, a change of socks and shoes, rain gear. There are some wells out there that we could try and find but shouldn't plan on it. We'd need to carry at least 2 gallons of water each. It's pushing it but certainly do-able. The temperature at this time of year is cool. I had plenty of water for the first third and realized I had overdone it. It may be a long distance but it is mostly level ground. I've got a digital camera and video camera to document the adventure. I actually produce documentaries so we've got a little skill in this area. I'm a fireman, EMT, and wilderness EMT so I have those bases covered. We also expect that the cell phone coverage extends out over that area. If anyone is interested in coming along, they can reach me during the day at 314-2452 (I work for the education department for IHC) or nights at 963-8012. More recent adventures have included organizing a team of disabled climbers to climb the highest point in every state and a couple trips to Porter's Peak in Death Valley. This one is relatively simple. Lawrence --------------9A628F7E49C0BBB4A98F703F-- * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: LDJFILM@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) 2000 First 33.7 Beneteau for Sale - Going Cheap Date: 05 Apr 2001 19:42:15 EDT 2000 First Beneteau 33.7, used two months at Bear Lake. For sale at $30,000 below what is invested. Interested buyers call immediately at (801) 553-8002 or e-mail LDJFILM@aol.com. Includes new North racing sails and new trailer. The boat gets sold here in Utah or is going out of state quick. Don't wait. * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: TAdams1060@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) SOLO 60 MILE RACE ( MOJO CUP ) Date: 05 Apr 2001 21:23:47 EDT --part1_c3.f668428.27fe74a3_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MY RACE SCHEDULE SHOWS THIS SATURDAY APRIL 7 TO BE THE DATE OF THE FIRST 60 MILE SOLO RACE. THE WEATHER FORECAST IS LOOKING GOOD FOR THIS EVENT - UNSETTLED AND WINDY ! . WHAT TIME IS THE SKIPPERS MEETING / START TIME SATURDAY MORINING ? - TIM --part1_c3.f668428.27fe74a3_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MY RACE SCHEDULE SHOWS THIS SATURDAY APRIL 7 TO BE THE DATE OF THE FIRST 60
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WHAT TIME IS THE SKIPPERS MEETING / START TIME SATURDAY MORINING ?  - TIM


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Andrew Mylander --part1_105.15ce2be.27fe83ba_boundary-- * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: TAdams1060@aol.com Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) SOLO 60 MILE RACE ( MOJO CUP ) Date: 05 Apr 2001 22:53:26 EDT --part1_68.d86ecc1.27fe89a6_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MAY 12 IS THE " NORMAL" SINGLEHANDED BOUY RACE. THE RACE ON SATURDAY APRIL 7 IS THE FIRST ANNUAL 60 MILE SINGLEHANDED OFFSHORE RACE. THE COURSE WILL MOST LIKELY BE - START AT J - GO TO EARDLY SPIT BOUY- GO TO A MARK OFF OF MILLER POINT ON FREMONT ISLAND - FINISH AT S OR J - TO BE DETERMINED BY THE RACE CHAIR. I HAVE CONFIRMED THAT THE SKIPPERS MEETING IS AT 8:30 AND THE START IS A 10:00. OFFSHORE EQUIPEMENT REQUIREMENTS ARE IN EFFECT - AUTOPILOTS ARE ALLOWED. DRESS WARM AND COME OUT ! --part1_68.d86ecc1.27fe89a6_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MAY 12 IS THE " NORMAL" SINGLEHANDED BOUY RACE.  THE RACE ON SATURDAY APRIL 7
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DRESS WARM AND COME OUT ! --part1_68.d86ecc1.27fe89a6_boundary-- * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Eugene Morgan" Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) SOLO 60 MILE RACE ( MOJO CUP ) Date: 06 Apr 2001 07:15:20 -0700 The Miller point buoy has been set (THANKS RIC & State Parks - John) The cords are: =20 N 41=B0 10.214' W 112=B0 25.648' =20 There is some confusion about the first mark. Another option is the Egg Is. Buoy at N 41=B010.090' W 112=B025.032'. Matters not to me both would make it interesting. Eardly would provide the most options but it's really hard to find, it would be a starboard rounding as well, a switch in strategy. =20 I LIKE IT!. =20 How about J, Eardly, Egg, Miller, J - Just a thought. =20 =20 =20 =20 =20 -----Original Message----- Sent: Thursday, April 05, 2001 8:53 PM =20 MAY 12 IS THE " NORMAL" SINGLEHANDED BOUY RACE. THE RACE ON SATURDAY APRIL 7=20 IS THE FIRST ANNUAL 60 MILE SINGLEHANDED OFFSHORE RACE. THE COURSE WILL MOST=20 LIKELY BE -=20 START AT J - GO TO EARDLY SPIT BOUY- GO TO A MARK OFF OF MILLER POINT ON FREMONT ISLAND - FINISH AT S OR J - TO BE DETERMINED BY THE RACE CHAIR. I=20 HAVE CONFIRMED THAT THE SKIPPERS MEETING IS AT 8:30 AND THE START IS A 10:00.=20 OFFSHORE EQUIPEMENT REQUIREMENTS ARE IN EFFECT - AUTOPILOTS ARE ALLOWED. =20 DRESS WARM AND COME OUT ! * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Steve Ingram Subject: (utah-sailing) MOJO BLOW Date: 06 Apr 2001 17:32:36 -0700 The MOJO will be a blowout!! Have you checked the weather forecast for Saturday, Eugene? Probably a good idea Happy Sailing...... Find the best deals on the web at AltaVista Shopping! http://www.shopping.altavista.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) GSL News: Causeway Builder Dies Date: 07 Apr 2001 08:48:29 -0600 http://www.sltrib.com:80/04072001/nation_w/86537.htm * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) GSL News: Photo Exhibit Date: 07 Apr 2001 08:51:13 -0600 Visitors to Antelope Island State Park may view a photography exhibit and take daily tours of historic Fielding Garr Ranch, on the southeast side of the island in the Great Salt Lake. The photographs of Dee Dee Perkins and Ryan Jeffery are on exhibit at the visitors center through May 31. Fielding Garr Ranch was a working ranch from 1848 until 1981. Park staff and volunteers are available 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. daily to answer questions about the historic ranch complex which includes a bunkhouse, blacksmith shop and spring house. To reach the state park, take the Syracuse-Freeport exit, (335), from Interstate 15, then travel west on Antelope Drive. * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Kelly Ragsdale" Subject: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Remake Date: 08 Apr 2001 14:48:50 -0600 Well? Who won the Endurance race? Or did any one finish? Lets hear your stories? Kelly _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Bradsilve1@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) Endurance Cup Date: 08 Apr 2001 19:44:03 EDT The morning of the Endurance Cup the skies were overcast and the wind was blowing from the Southeast about seven knots. The skipper's meeting was held and the course was announced. J, S, Eardley, Miller's point and finish at J. There were twelve boats that registered for the race. After the Skippers meeting, we all went back to our boats to prepare for what was going to be a cold and long journey. I laid my 150 out on the deck and put a bungee across the sail. I put on my foul weather gear and turned on and hooked up all my instruments. I started the engine and left my slip. Out at the start line, I checked in and raised my main sail. The wind stiffened to about 15 knots. So, I decided to start under main alone. The Yellow flag was raised and the countdown was started. I got a good start, better then most. Right after the start, the wind started to die. So, I started to raise my 150. BAD IDEA! I didn't realize that we had 28 to 30 knots of wind approaching from the west. Just before the wind came in from the west, I was laid over from a gust from the southeast. At this point I released my halyard and started to bring my 150 down. Well things just got worse. The wind blew my sail into the water and it became a sea anchor. My jib halyard ran completely though and was trailing behind me, along with my 150. It took me until S Mark to retrieve my sail. This almost totally exhausted me. It takes a lot of energy to pull a large sail like that back on the boat. At this point I rounded the mark, well behind most of the boats. However, most everyone was under mainsail only. So, I decided to put my 90 up. I was now under a full Main and Jib. The boat was moving very well, about 6 knots to windward. Things were looking good, but not for long. The wind stiffened and I was now over-powered. At this point I was very tired. However, I had to reduce sail. So, I went up on deck and started to reef the main. The Autohelm could not keep up with the wind and waves. This caused me to accidentally tack, knocking me down on the other side. I was on the foredeck up by the mast. I released the main halyard and brought the Main down. Then I went back to the wheel and brought the boat back under control. I was now under Jib alone and totally exhausted. Thoughts of doing this for 55 more miles was too much for me. So, I decided to retire. I think this was the best decision I made all day. I take my hat off for the three boats that finished, well done! That's my story, Brad-True Colors * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Eugene Morgan" Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Remake Date: 09 Apr 2001 11:16:48 -0700 My preparations for this race started back in January. I remembered Tim, Brad, and I talking about such a race. We pitched the idea to the race committee and they scheduled it, albeit with some apprehension. A 60-mile single-handed race was clearly something unusual. For those of us who enjoy solo sailing it was an opportunity not to be missed but to be relished and savored. The reality of the experience was everything I could have imagined and more. I'm also reminded of an old saying, be careful what you wish for, you may get it. And get it we did, and then some...... The weather reports for the weekend were all calling for extreme weather, cold temperatures, multiple storm fronts stacked up over the Pacific moving west and fast. I figured we would see the typical North wind, shifting to the south and then unloading. I spent Friday night on the boat making last minute preparations. I also wanted to get my mind in the right place for the race. I remember laying in my bunk that night listening to the wind shriek from the south west and then lull and then howl, and then mellow and then rage. It went on like that all night. Before I crawled out of my bed I knew we were in for a great day of what I'd consider extreme sailing. Once again I turned my attention to the boat, was the boat ready, was I ready? Little did I know at the time a small thing that I could have easily taken care of was over looked. It would later that day give me the scare of my life. I was ready the boat was ready. It was time. When we got on the course I was surprise to see how slack the wind was, "ah the suckers hole", I thought. I kept looking to the west and at the first signal flag for the race I saw was I had been looking for, a black ugly streak of black angry water off to the west topped with the unmistakable white dashes punctuating some really nasty wind blowing. As quickly as I could I reefed my main, recheck to make sure my #2 would stay on the deck and then made for the start line. I was perhaps the last boat across the start line, but no matter, I was ready. I know this race would be about boat management, about being prudent about sail choices, err on the side of conservative because mistakes would be costly to recover from. I rounded S in great shape, boat under control, moving well to windward in spite of a small reefed main. I could see the trouble the other boats around me were having. I remember having to avoid one boat who appeared to be having trouble because his main was in a heap in his cockpit. I could see other boats passing the first mark and not making the turn southwest into the fray. All around me I could see the penalty of the simple mistake compounded by big wind, big waves, and being single-handed. It was clear to me that single-handed sailing is very different in these conditions than normal racing. As quickly as blink I suddenly saw the top two feet of my #2 rip out of the sail track and the sail that had been so carefully bungeed down go flying from the deck and into the water. I had visions of it wrapping around my prop or my rudder. Fortunately the sail was still connected to the boat via its three corners. As quickly as I could I pounced on the sail and with as much effort as I could muster I hauled the sail back into the boat and began the long laborious process of getting it out of the water and down below. Part of this process involved going forward and unhooking the tack and the clews, this is where I discovered my second mistake when I took a huge wave over the bow and me on my hands and knees not in my foul weather gear. Soaked to the bone from the waist down I was able to get the sail undone and down below. By the time I completed the task I was exhausted but energized, my first crisis behind me. I'd used stopper knots, I stayed cool and just worked the problem, but I also now had no sail that I could raise in anything under 15 knots. I knew that the rest of the race for me was going to be on my main alone. Oh well, perhaps this was providence stepping in, I don't know. But the thought of not going on never crossed my mind. I also realized what a great thing polar fleece is, soaking wet I was still warm and drying fast. I decided I was lucky, one mistake I learn for free, always put your foulies on in the marina...=20 Well I was back under control, recuperating from the wrestling match with my #2, I made for the next mark. Progress was good and I was making time up on Indigo, the only boat ahead of me now. The GPS was working perfectly and took me to within fifty yard of it before I was able to spot it. I rounded nicely and under control and then started what was to be the best part of the whole trip, 25 miles down-wind in 30-40 knot winds and running with five and six foot waves, can you say 5-ton surfboard? Wow what a ride! You would feel the wave lift the rear of the boat and the bow would drop, that was the signal to go. I'd start by riding at an angle to the wave and as the speed built I would drop the bow down and watch the knot meter climb, time and time again I saw it go from 10 to 12, 13, 14, 15, knots and on one monster wave 16 knots, what a ride! All afternoon, wave after wave, it went like that. I was wishing my friends could be there to see to beauty and poetry of wave and wind and sail all brought together and focused in the tiller in my hand and the teaching given me by my friends. It was this leg that made the entire effort of this race worthwhile. My reward had been given and I accepted with humility and joy. All afternoon I could see just one sail always ahead of me going to the same tiny spot on this vast lake I was going to. A spot only a foot in diameter somewhere up there in the waves. I knew the ride back was going to be every bit as miserable as my ride down was wonderful, but no matter how bad the return leg, the experience of the downwind leg was worth it. I knew it was time to start watching the GPS again, I knew this leg was quickly coming to an end. As I watch the miles click down I started to come back to reality, I hadn't ate since breakfast, I REALLY needed to relieve myself, and I needed to straighten up the cockpit and down below from the carnage of the first leg. The down-wind leg required my constant hand on the tiller and my total focus on sail, wind, and wave. Finally the rounding was at hand. It was easy and simple, but it also brought me back to the reality of how hard the wind was blowing and just how big the waves were. But at last I was able to tie off the helm and sprint below to find the porcelain bowl, ahhhhhhhh, all was well with the world. I cleaned up, grabbed a bit to eat, but strangely I wasn't hunger, I think I was still running on pure adrenaline. I also decided it would be prudent to call in our position so that if something happened they would at least know how far we got. It was just off Jones beach at the south tip of Fremont island when the ambush I had set for myself decided to make itself known. I had decided I needed to tack away into deeper water so I made my tack and when I did I heard a loud sickening popping sound emanate from the rigging. Oh my God, what was that! Am I losing the mast??? I dashed forward to the mast, no the mast was in tact but the middle shrouds were limp! What had happened? At the time I didn't realize it but what had actually happened was I had not put pins in the shroud turnbuckles and I think that when the load was released on the windward shroud the turnbuckle decided it would untwist itself. Geeee'ssss what a scare. I quickly garbed a wrench and a screwdriver and had the mast back into column. Everything looked good, felt tight, and the mast looked as it should, straight side to side with a graceful curve to the stern from the tug of the backstay. Another free lesson, I knew that I now had to be on my best behavior as it's not often that one gets to learn two free lessons in one day. After getting into deeper water I tacked back over and now had Bridger Bay and the Antelope Island marina in my bow. I knew that a decision point was coming, will I tack to the west and deeper water and home or do I fall off east and make for the shelter of Antelope Is. For me the decision was easy, I was going to finish this race. The boat was running good and I was feeling strong and alive. As fate would have it just as I had tacked to the west to miss the island the wind shifted from southwest to northwest and dropped from 25 knots to under 20 knots. I took this as conformation of my decision to continue on. It would mean a fast downwind run to the finish line, a safe and comfortable slip, warm dry clothing, and bed. I stayed at the helm and watched each of Antelope's bays go past to my east. To the west I was watching the sun setting between squalls of rain and hail. In the fading daylight I could see their progression from southwest to northeast each punctuated by a blue sky slowly fading into the orange glow of sundown. As I sat there I remembered each of the stories I had read about the lake. I thought of Cambria and Captain Davis, about Alfred Laumborn, about C. A. Adams and others whose names I couldn't remember but who's experiences I could. Out there in the growing dark I was comforted by the thoughts of these people. I was grateful and thankful that I was at that place at that time. At that moment there was no other place on earth I would have rather been. The final miles of the race were now before me. The sun had gone down and I had finally turned on my lights. I had watched Toole fade into total blackness as a menacing storm announced itself with several loud claps of thunder, it was raining and getting noticeably colder. But I also knew it would too soon be over. I watch my GPS count down the miles, blowing 12 to 15 from the northwest. I knew if the wind held from the northwest everything would be fine. I also know that with the black menace waiting to the southwest that if the wind died, it would signal the coming of a fury from the south that would make my landfall challenging in the dark. Four miles to the finish, three miles, two miles, and the wind stopped. I held my breath and watch with nervous anticipation my fate, would it go back north or would it swing round to the south. Slowing the pointer swing round to the northwest but never really gained much strength. I think someone was watching over me that night as the wind Gods were in a game for my fate, the north wind God was trying to send me in with the message of well done, and the south wind God was saying, "Not so fast buddy." =20 The north wind held and I crossed the finish line just under 11 hours on the course. For me it was the end to a great experience. I am wiser for the experience. I know that what I learned will serve me well. To sum up what I learned: always make sure your turnbuckles are pined, get your foulies on early, keep your gum, your handheld and spare batteries in your pockets. Keep and screw driver and wrench in easy reach, and keep an empty plastic bottle near by. Don't worry if your scared, it's natural, and always be respectful of your boat, the wind, and the lake. Gene & Slingshot =20 =20 -----Original Message----- Sent: Sunday, April 08, 2001 2:49 PM Well? Who won the Endurance race? Or did any one finish? Lets hear your stories? Kelly _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Kelly Ragsdale" Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Rem Date: 09 Apr 2001 15:15:38 -0600 ------=_NextPart_001_0006_01C0C107.EF32F580 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Gene... I was driving away from the Marina Saturday afternoon, feeling ve= ry lucky I was able to limp back in to the Marina safe and with no broken= parts. (Me or the boat!) I stopped a few times to look North, thinking = how good it would have been to have made it past the morning and now head= ed for Fremont! I was really wishing I had made better choices at the start of the race s= o I too could have been riding down wind towards Fremont. I'll bet it was= the ride of a lifetime! I was prepared for the rain, cold and maybe snow= . I was prepared for a long race and I had already visualized in my mind = finishing this race. I didn't notice the wind coming out of the Toole Valley until I was almos= t to "S" mark. I felt pretty good about the amount of sail I had up. I ha= d my main reefed from the beginning and was prepared to reef again in a h= urray if necessary. It was funny as I was sailing towards "S" I noticed t= he waves coming in from the west and building but didn't look ahead soon = enough to see what I was heading into. By the time I noticed the west win= d band approaching I had missed a chance to reef again. =20 I rounded "S" and as I pointed towards Eardley my wind gauge was reading = 40 knots and I had accelerated up to 17 knots. My leeward ama was cutting= under every wave and eventually was mostly just a shape visible under th= e water. I was starting to feel like it was time to level out a little. T= ried using the autopilot so I could go up to reef the main but the waves = were too much for it. =20 I decided to head down wind long enough to get the autopilot steering so = I could reef the main. Everytime I went forward a wave would turn the boa= t into the wind enough I would take off, accelerating to where I needed t= o get back to the helm and correct the course. This went on for a few mil= es until I felt it was futile. I had too many close calls trying to get u= p to the main. I finally had to let the main drop on its own and eventual= ly I had several lines twisted. I kept looking towards Eardley thinking i= f I could only get there I'd be in for some fun, but not this way! The n= ext challenge was getting into the marina. Wheee Yooou! that was a lot of= work. =20 I hope everyone was OK after they got in! SO! Who did finish and who won on what time? Kelly ----- Original Message ----- Sent: Monday, April 09, 2001 12:19 PM My preparations for this race started back in January. I remembered Tim, Brad, and I talking about such a race. We pitched the idea to the race committee and they scheduled it, albeit with some apprehension. A 60-mile single-handed race was clearly something unusual. For those of us who enjoy solo sailing it was an opportunity not to be missed but to be relished and savored. The reality of the experience was everything I could have imagined and more. I'm also reminded of an old saying, be careful what you wish for, you may get it. And get it we did, and then some...... The weather reports for the weekend were all calling for extreme weather, cold temperatures, multiple storm fronts stacked up over the Pacific moving west and fast. I figured we would see the typical North wind, shifting to the south and then unloading. I spent Friday night on the boat making last minute preparations. I also wanted to get my mind in the right place for the race. I remember laying in my bunk that night listening to the wind shriek from the south west and then lull and then howl, and then mellow and then rage. It went on like that all night. Before I crawled out of my bed I knew we were in for a great day of what I'd consider extreme sailing. Once again I turned my attention to the boat, was the boat ready, was I ready? Little did I know at the time a small thing that I could have easily taken care of was over looked. It would later that day give me the scare of my life. I was ready the boat was ready. It was time. When we got on the course I was surprise to see how slack the wind was, "ah the suckers hole", I thought. I kept looking to the west and at the first signal flag for the race I saw was I had been looking for, a black ugly streak of black angry water off to the west topped with the unmistakable white dashes punctuating some really nasty wind blowing. As quickly as I could I reefed my main, recheck to make sure my #2 would stay on the deck and then made for the start line. I was perhaps the last boat across the start line, but no matter, I was ready. I know this race would be about boat management, about being prudent about sail choices, err on the side of conservative because mistakes would be costly to recover from. I rounded S in great shape, boat under control, moving well to windward in spite of a small reefed main. I could see the trouble the other boats around me were having. I remember having to avoid one boat who appeared to be having trouble because his main was in a heap in his cockpit. I could see other boats passing the first mark and not making the turn southwest into the fray. All around me I could see the penalty of the simple mistake compounded by big wind, big waves, and being single-handed. It was clear to me that single-handed sailing is very different in these conditions than normal racing. As quickly as blink I suddenly saw the top two feet of my #2 rip out of the sail track and the sail that had been so carefully bungeed down go flying from the deck and into the water. I had visions of it wrapping around my prop or my rudder. Fortunately the sail was still connected to the boat via its three corners. As quickly as I could I pounced on the sail and with as much effort as I could muster I hauled the sail back into the boat and began the long laborious process of getting it out of the water and down below. Part of this process involved going forward and unhooking the tack and the clews, this is where I discovered my second mistake when I took a huge wave over the bow and me on my hands and knees not in my foul weather gear. Soaked to the bone from the waist down I was able to get the sail undone and down below. By the time I completed the task I was exhausted but energized, my first crisis behind me. I'd used stopper knots, I stayed cool and just worked the problem, but I also now had no sail that I could raise in anything under 15 knots. I knew that the rest of the race for me was going to be on my main alone. Oh well, perhaps this was providence stepping in, I don't know. But the thought of not going on never crossed my mind. I also realized what a great thing polar fleece is, soaking wet I was still warm and drying fast. I decided I was lucky, one mistake I learn for free, always put your foulies on in the marina... =20 Well I was back under control, recuperating from the wrestling match with my #2, I made for the next mark. Progress was good and I was making time up on Indigo, the only boat ahead of me now. The GPS was working perfectly and took me to within fifty yard of it before I was able to spot it. I rounded nicely and under control and then started what was to be the best part of the whole trip, 25 miles down-wind in 30-40 knot winds and running with five and six foot waves, can you say 5-ton surfboard? Wow what a ride! You would feel the wave lift the rear of the boat and the bow would drop, that was the signal to go. I'd start by riding at an angle to the wave and as the speed built I would drop the bow down and watch the knot meter climb, time and time again I saw it go from 10 to 12, 13, 14, 15, knots and on one monster wave 16 knots, what a ride! All afternoon, wave after wave, it went like that. I was wishing my friends could be there to see to beauty and poetry of wave and wind and sail all brought together and focused in the tiller in my hand and the teaching given me by my friends. It was this leg that made the entire effort of this race worthwhile. My reward had been given and I accepted with humility and joy. All afternoon I could see just one sail always ahead of me going to the same tiny spot on this vast lake I was going to. A spot only a foot in diameter somewhere up there in the waves. I knew the ride back was going to be every bit as miserable as my ride down was wonderful, but no matter how bad the return leg, the experience of the downwind leg was worth it. I knew it was time to start watching the GPS again, I knew this leg was quickly coming to an end. As I watch the miles click down I started to come back to reality, I hadn't ate since breakfast, I REALLY needed to relieve myself, and I needed to straighten up the cockpit and down below from the carnage of the first leg. The down-wind leg required my constant hand on the tiller and my total focus on sail, wind, and wave. Finally the rounding was at hand. It was easy and simple, but it also brought me back to the reality of how hard the wind was blowing and just how big the waves were. But at last I was able to tie off the helm and sprint below to find the porcelain bowl, ahhhhhhhh, all was well with the world. I cleaned up, grabbed a bit to eat, but strangely I wasn't hunger, I think I was still running on pure adrenaline. I also decided it would be prudent to call in our position so that if something happened they would at least know how far we got. It was just off Jones beach at the south tip of Fremont island when the ambush I had set for myself decided to make itself known. I had decided I needed to tack away into deeper water so I made my tack and when I did I heard a loud sickening popping sound emanate from the rigging. Oh my God, what was that! Am I losing the mast??? I dashed forward to the mast, no the mast was in tact but the middle shrouds were limp! What had happened? At the time I didn't realize it but what had actually happened was I had not put pins in the shroud turnbuckles and I think that when the load was released on the windward shroud the turnbuckle decided it would untwist itself. Geeee'ssss what a scare. I quickly garbed a wrench and a screwdriver and had the mast back into column. Everything looked good, felt tight, and the mast looked as it should, straight side to side with a graceful curve to the stern from the tug of the backstay. Another free lesson, I knew that I now had to be on my best behavior as it's not often that one gets to learn two free lessons in one day. After getting into deeper water I tacked back over and now had Bridger Bay and the Antelope Island marina in my bow. I knew that a decision point was coming, will I tack to the west and deeper water and home or do I fall off east and make for the shelter of Antelope Is. For me the decision was easy, I was going to finish this race. The boat was running good and I was feeling strong and alive. As fate would have it just as I had tacked to the west to miss the island the wind shifted from southwest to northwest and dropped from 25 knots to under 20 knots. I took this as conformation of my decision to continue on. It would mean a fast downwind run to the finish line, a safe and comfortable slip, warm dry clothing, and bed. I stayed at the helm and watched each of Antelope's bays go past to my east. To the west I was watching the sun setting between squalls of rain and hail. In the fading daylight I could see their progression from southwest to northeast each punctuated by a blue sky slowly fading into the orange glow of sundown. As I sat there I remembered each of the stories I had read about the lake. I thought of Cambria and Captain Davis, about Alfred Laumborn, about C. A. Adams and others whose names I couldn't remember but who's experiences I could. Out there in the growing dark I was comforted by the thoughts of these people. I was grateful and thankful that I was at that place at that time. At that moment there was no other place on earth I would have rather been. The final miles of the race were now before me. The sun had gone down and I had finally turned on my lights. I had watched Toole fade into total blackness as a menacing storm announced itself with several loud claps of thunder, it was raining and getting noticeably colder. But I also knew it would too soon be over. I watch my GPS count down the miles, blowing 12 to 15 from the northwest. I knew if the wind held from the northwest everything would be fine. I also know that with the black menace waiting to the southwest that if the wind died, it would signal the coming of a fury from the south that would make my landfall challenging in the dark. Four miles to the finish, three miles, two miles, and the wind stopped. I held my breath and watch with nervous anticipation my fate, would it go back north or would it swing round to the south. Slowing the pointer swing round to the northwest but never really gained much strength. I think someone was watching over me that night as the wind Gods were in a game for my fate, the north wind God was trying to send me in with the message of well done, and the south wind God was saying, "Not so fast buddy." =20 The north wind held and I crossed the finish line just under 11 hours on the course. For me it was the end to a great experience. I am wiser for the experience. I know that what I learned will serve me well. To sum up what I learned: always make sure your turnbuckles are pined, get your foulies on early, keep your gum, your handheld and spare batteries in your pockets. Keep and screw driver and wrench in easy reach, and keep an empty plastic bottle near by. Don't worry if your scared, it's natural, and always be respectful of your boat, the wind, and the lake. Gene & Slingshot =20 =20 -----Original Message----- Sent: Sunday, April 08, 2001 2:49 PM Well? Who won the Endurance race? Or did any one finish? Lets hear your stories? Kelly _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes).
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Gene... I= was driving away from the Marina Saturday afternoon, feeling very l= ucky I was able to limp back in to the Marina safe and with no broken par= ts. (Me or the boat!)  I stopped a few times to look North, thi= nking how good it would have been to have made it past the morning and no= w headed for Fremont!
 
I was really wishing I= had made better choices at the start of the race so I too could hav= e been riding down wind towards Fremont. I'll bet it was the ride of a li= fetime! I was prepared for the rain, cold and maybe snow. I was prepared = for a long race and I had already visualized in my mind finishing this ra= ce.
 
I didn't notice the wind coming out of t= he Toole Valley until I was almost to "S" mark. I felt pretty good about = the amount of sail I had up. I had my main reefed from the beginning and = was prepared to reef again in a hurray if necessary. It was funny as I wa= s sailing towards "S" I noticed the waves coming in from the west and bui= lding but didn't look ahead soon enough to see what I was heading into. B= y the time I noticed the west wind band approaching I had missed a c= hance to reef again. 
 
I rounded "S" and= as I pointed towards Eardley my wind gauge was reading 40 knots and I ha= d accelerated up to 17 knots. My leeward ama was cutting under every wave= and eventually was mostly just a shape visible under the water. I w= as starting to feel like it was time to level out a little. Tried using t= he autopilot so I could go up to reef the main but the waves were too muc= h for it.
 
I decided to head down wind long = enough to get the autopilot steering so I could reef the main. Every= time I went forward a wave would turn the boat into the wind enough = I would take off, accelerating to where I needed to get back to= the helm and correct the course. This went on for a few miles until I fe= lt it was futile. I had too many close calls trying to get up to the main= . I finally had to let the main drop on its own and eventually I had seve= ral lines twisted. I kept looking towards Eardley thinking if I could onl= y get there I'd be in for some fun, but not this way!  The next= challenge was getting into the marina. Wheee Yooou! that was a lot of wo= rk.  
 
I hope everyone was OK after= they got in!
 
SO! Who did finish and= who won on what time?
 
=
Kelly
 

 

----- Original Message = -----
From: Eugene Morgan
Sent: Monday, April 09, 2001 12:19 PM
To: utah-sailing@lists.xmission.com
Subject: RE: (utah-sailin= g) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Rem

My = preparations for this race started back in January.  I rememberedTim, Brad, and I talking about such a race.  We pitched the idea to= the
race committee and they scheduled it, albeit with some apprehensi= on.  A
60-mile single-handed race was clearly something unusual.&= nbsp; For those of
us who enjoy solo sailing it was an opportunity not= to be missed but to
be relished and savored.  The reality of the= experience was everything I
could have imagined and more.  I'm a= lso reminded of an old saying, be
careful what you wish for, you may g= et it.  And get it we did, and then
some......

The weather= reports for the weekend were all calling for extreme
weather, cold te= mperatures, multiple storm fronts stacked up over the
Pacific moving w= est and fast.  I figured we would see the typical North
wind, shi= fting to the south and then unloading.  I spent Friday night on
t= he boat making last minute preparations.  I also wanted to get my mi= nd
in the right place for the race.  I remember laying in my bunk= that
night listening to the wind shriek from the south west and then = lull and
then howl, and then mellow and then rage.   It went= on like that all
night.  Before I crawled out of my bed I knew w= e were in for a great day
of what I'd consider extreme sailing.
Once again I turned my attention to the boat, was the boat ready, was I<= BR>ready?  Little did I know at the time a small thing that I could = have
easily taken care of was over looked.  It would later that d= ay give me
the scare of my life.  I was ready the boat was ready.=   It was time.

When we got on the course I was surprise to se= e how slack the wind was,
"ah the suckers hole", I thought.  I ke= pt looking to the west and at the
first signal flag for the race I saw= was I had been looking for, a black
ugly streak of black angry water = off to the west topped with the
unmistakable white dashes punctuating = some really nasty wind blowing.
As quickly as I could I reefed my main= , recheck to make sure my #2 would
stay on the deck and then made for = the start line.  I was perhaps the
last boat across the start lin= e, but no matter, I was ready.  I know
this race would be about b= oat management, about being prudent about sail
choices, err on the sid= e of conservative because mistakes would be
costly to recover from.
I rounded S in great shape, boat under control, moving well to windw= ard
in spite of a small reefed main.  I could see the trouble the= other
boats around me were having.  I remember having to avoid o= ne boat who
appeared to be having trouble because his main was in a he= ap in his
cockpit.  I could see other boats passing the first mar= k and not making
the turn southwest into the fray.  All around me= I could see the penalty
of the simple mistake compounded by big wind,= big waves, and being
single-handed.  It was clear to me that sin= gle-handed sailing is very
different in these conditions than normal r= acing.

As quickly as blink I suddenly saw the top two feet of my #= 2 rip out of
the sail track and the sail that had been so carefully bu= ngeed down go
flying from the deck and into the water.  I had vis= ions of it wrapping
around my prop or my rudder.  Fortunately the= sail was still connected
to the boat via its three corners.  As = quickly as I could I pounced on
the sail and with as much effort as I = could muster I hauled the sail
back into the boat and began the long l= aborious process of getting it
out of the water and down below.  = Part of this process involved going
forward and unhooking the tack and= the clews, this is where I discovered
my second mistake when I took a= huge wave over the bow and me on my
hands and knees not in my foul we= ather gear.  Soaked to the bone from
the waist down I was able to= get the sail undone and down below.  By the
time I completed the= task I was exhausted but energized, my first crisis
behind me.  = I'd used stopper knots, I stayed cool and just worked the
problem, but= I also now had no sail that I could raise in anything under
15 knots.=   I knew that the rest of the race for me was going to be on my
m= ain alone.  Oh well, perhaps this was providence stepping in, I don'= t
know.  But the thought of not going on never crossed my mind.&n= bsp; I also
realized what a great thing polar fleece is, soaking wet I= was still
warm and drying fast.  I decided I was lucky, one mist= ake I learn for
free, always put your foulies on in the marina...
=
Well I was back under control, recuperating from the wrestling match<= BR>with my #2, I made for the next mark.  Progress was good and I wa= s
making time up on Indigo, the only boat ahead of me now.  The G= PS was
working perfectly and took me to within fifty yard of it before= I was
able to spot it.  I rounded nicely and under control and t= hen started
what was to be the best part of the whole trip, 25 miles d= own-wind in
30-40 knot winds and running with five and six foot waves,= can you say
5-ton surfboard?

Wow what a ride!  You would = feel the wave lift the rear of the boat and
the bow would drop, that w= as the signal to go.  I'd start by riding at
an angle to the wave= and as the speed built I would drop the bow down
and watch the knot m= eter climb, time and time again I saw it go from 10
to 12, 13, 14, 15,= knots and on one monster wave 16 knots, what a ride!
All afternoon, w= ave after wave, it went like that.  I was wishing my
friends coul= d be there to see to beauty and poetry of wave and wind and
sail all b= rought together and focused in the tiller in my hand and the
teaching = given me by my friends.  It was this leg that made the entire
eff= ort of this race worthwhile.  My reward had been given and I accepte= d
with humility and joy.  All afternoon I could see just one sail= always
ahead of me going to the same tiny spot on this vast lake I wa= s going
to.  A spot only a foot in diameter somewhere up there in= the waves.  I
knew the ride back was going to be every bit as mi= serable as my ride
down was wonderful, but no matter how bad the retur= n leg, the experience
of the downwind leg was worth it.

I knew = it was time to start watching the GPS again, I knew this leg was
quick= ly coming to an end.  As I watch the miles click down I started tocome back to reality, I hadn't ate since breakfast, I REALLY needed to<= BR>relieve myself, and I needed to straighten up the cockpit and down bel= ow
from the carnage of the first leg.  The down-wind leg required= my
constant hand on the tiller and my total focus on sail, wind, and = wave.
Finally the rounding was at hand.  It was easy and simple, = but it also
brought me back to the reality of how hard the wind was bl= owing and just
how big the waves were.  But at last I was able to= tie off the helm and
sprint below to find the porcelain bowl, ahhhhhh= hh, all was well with
the world.  I cleaned up, grabbed a bit to = eat, but strangely I wasn't
hunger, I think I was still running on pur= e adrenaline.  I also decided
it would be prudent to call in our = position so that if something
happened they would at least know how fa= r we got.

It was just off Jones beach at the south tip of Fremont = island when the
ambush I had set for myself decided to make itself kno= wn.  I had decided
I needed to tack away into deeper water so I m= ade my tack and when I did
I heard a loud sickening popping sound eman= ate from the rigging.  Oh my
God, what was that! Am I losing the = mast???  I dashed forward to the
mast, no the mast was in tact bu= t the middle shrouds were limp!  What
had happened?  At the = time I didn't realize it but what had actually
happened was I had not = put pins in the shroud turnbuckles and I think
that when the load was = released on the windward shroud the turnbuckle
decided it would untwis= t itself.  Geeee'ssss what a scare.  I quickly
garbed a wren= ch and a screwdriver and had the mast back into column.
Everything loo= ked good, felt tight, and the mast looked as it should,
straight side = to side with a graceful curve to the stern from the tug of
the backsta= y.  Another free lesson, I knew that I now had to be on my
best b= ehavior as it's not often that one gets to learn two free lessons
in o= ne day.

After getting into deeper water I tacked back over and now= had Bridger
Bay and the Antelope Island marina in my bow.  I kne= w that a decision
point was coming, will I tack to the west and deeper= water and home or
do I fall off east and make for the shelter of Ante= lope Is.  For me the
decision was easy, I was going to finish thi= s race.  The boat was
running good and I was feeling strong and a= live.  As fate would have it
just as I had tacked to the west to = miss the island the wind shifted
from southwest to northwest and dropp= ed from 25 knots to under 20 knots.
I took this as conformation of my = decision to continue on.  It would
mean a fast downwind run to th= e finish line, a safe and comfortable
slip, warm dry clothing, and bed= .

I stayed at the helm and watched each of Antelope's bays go past= to my
east.  To the west I was watching the sun setting between = squalls of
rain and hail.  In the fading daylight I could see the= ir progression
from southwest to northeast each punctuated by a blue s= ky slowly fading
into the orange glow of sundown.  As I sat there= I remembered each of
the stories I had read about the lake.  I t= hought of Cambria and Captain
Davis, about Alfred Laumborn, about C. A= . Adams and others whose names I
couldn't remember but who's experienc= es I could.  Out there in the
growing dark I was comforted by the= thoughts of these people.  I was
grateful and thankful that I wa= s at that place at that time.  At that
moment there was no other = place on earth I would have rather been.

The final miles of the ra= ce were now before me.  The sun had gone down
and I had finally t= urned on my lights.  I had watched Toole fade into
total blacknes= s as a menacing storm announced itself with several loud
claps of thun= der, it was raining and getting noticeably colder.  But I
also kn= ew it would too soon be over.  I watch my GPS count down the
mile= s, blowing 12 to 15 from the northwest.  I knew if the wind held
= from the northwest everything would be fine.  I also know that with = the
black menace waiting to the southwest that if the wind died, it wo= uld
signal the coming of a fury from the south that would make my land= fall
challenging in the dark.  Four miles to the finish, three mi= les, two
miles, and the wind stopped.  I held my breath and watch= with nervous
anticipation my fate, would it go back north or would it= swing round to
the south.  Slowing the pointer swing round to th= e northwest but never
really gained much strength.  I think someo= ne was watching over me that
night as the wind Gods were in a game for= my fate, the north wind God
was trying to send me in with the message= of well done, and the south
wind God was saying, "Not so fast buddy."=  

The north wind held and I crossed the finish line just und= er 11 hours on
the course.  For me it was the end to a great expe= rience.  I am wiser
for the experience.  I know that what I = learned will serve me well.  To
sum up what I learned: always mak= e sure your turnbuckles are pined, get
your foulies on early, keep you= r gum, your handheld and spare batteries
in your pockets.  Keep a= nd screw driver and wrench in easy reach, and
keep an empty plastic bo= ttle near by.  Don't worry if your scared, it's
natural, and alwa= ys be respectful of your boat, the wind, and the lake.

Gene & = Slingshot          &nbs= p;       
    =       

-----Original Message-----From: Kelly Ragsdale [mailto:kellycpi@hotmail.com]
Sent: Sunday, Apr= il 08, 2001 2:49 PM
To: utah-sailing@lists.xmission.com
Subject: (u= tah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Remake

Well= ? Who won the Endurance race? Or did any one finish? Lets hear your
st= ories?


Kelly
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------=_NextPart_001_0006_01C0C107.EF32F580-- * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Cup Date: 09 Apr 2001 19:37:46 -0600 Bradsilve1@aol.com wrote: > > The morning of the Endurance Cup the skies were overcast and the wind was > blowing from the Southeast about seven knots. The skipper's meeting was held > and the course was announced. J, S, Eardley, Miller's point and finish at J. > There were twelve boats that registered for the race. After the Skippers > meeting, we all went back to our boats to prepare for what was going to be a > cold and long journey. I laid my 150 out on the deck and put a bungee across > the sail. I put on my foul weather gear and turned on and hooked up all my > instruments. I started the engine and left my slip. Out at the start line, > I checked in and raised my main sail. The wind stiffened to about 15 knots. > So, I decided to start under main alone. The Yellow flag was raised and the > countdown was started. I got a good start, better then most. Right after > the start, the wind started to die. So, I started to raise my 150. BAD > IDEA! I didn't realize that we had 28 to 30 knots of wind approaching from > the west. Just before the wind came in from the west, I was laid over from a > gust from the southeast. At this point I released my halyard and started to > bring my 150 down. Well things just got worse. The wind blew my sail into > the water and it became a sea anchor. My jib halyard ran completely though > and was trailing behind me, along with my 150. It took me until S Mark to > retrieve my sail. This almost totally exhausted me. It takes a lot of > energy to pull a large sail like that back on the boat. At this point I > rounded the mark, well behind most of the boats. However, most everyone was > under mainsail only. So, I decided to put my 90 up. I was now under a full > Main and Jib. The boat was moving very well, about 6 knots to windward. > Things were looking good, but not for long. The wind stiffened and I was now > over-powered. At this point I was very tired. However, I had to reduce > sail. So, I went up on deck and started to reef the main. The Autohelm > could not keep up with the wind and waves. This caused me to accidentally > tack, knocking me down on the other side. I was on the foredeck up by the > mast. I released the main halyard and brought the Main down. Then I went > back to the wheel and brought the boat back under control. I was now under > Jib alone and totally exhausted. Thoughts of doing this for 55 more miles > was too much for me. So, I decided to retire. I think this was the best > decision I made all day. I take my hat off for the three boats that > finished, well done! > > That's my story, > > Brad-True Colors > > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). Wow! Enjoyed this tale. Taciturn * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Eugene Morgan" Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Rem Date: 09 Apr 2001 18:44:56 -0700 I don't have the times but here's how it played out. =20 First to finish - Tim Adams on Indigo, a Santana 35 Second to finish - Ron Chandler on Encore, a Catalina 30 Last to finish - Eugene Morgan on Slingshot, a Schock 35 =20 =20 Official Results: =20 1st - Encore 2nd - Indigo 3rd - Slingshot =20 The times and specifics are posted on the bulletin board at the YC. _____ =20 Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com =20 * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Remake Date: 09 Apr 2001 19:42:16 -0600 Eugene Morgan wrote: > > My preparations for this race started back in January. I remembered > Tim, Brad, and I talking about such a race. We pitched the idea to the > race committee and they scheduled it, albeit with some apprehension. A > 60-mile single-handed race was clearly something unusual. For those of > us who enjoy solo sailing it was an opportunity not to be missed but to > be relished and savored. The reality of the experience was everything I > could have imagined and more. I'm also reminded of an old saying, be > careful what you wish for, you may get it. And get it we did, and then > some...... > > The weather reports for the weekend were all calling for extreme > weather, cold temperatures, multiple storm fronts stacked up over the > Pacific moving west and fast. I figured we would see the typical North > wind, shifting to the south and then unloading. I spent Friday night on > the boat making last minute preparations. I also wanted to get my mind > in the right place for the race. I remember laying in my bunk that > night listening to the wind shriek from the south west and then lull and > then howl, and then mellow and then rage. It went on like that all > night. Before I crawled out of my bed I knew we were in for a great day > of what I'd consider extreme sailing. > > Once again I turned my attention to the boat, was the boat ready, was I > ready? Little did I know at the time a small thing that I could have > easily taken care of was over looked. It would later that day give me > the scare of my life. I was ready the boat was ready. It was time. > > When we got on the course I was surprise to see how slack the wind was, > "ah the suckers hole", I thought. I kept looking to the west and at the > first signal flag for the race I saw was I had been looking for, a black > ugly streak of black angry water off to the west topped with the > unmistakable white dashes punctuating some really nasty wind blowing. > As quickly as I could I reefed my main, recheck to make sure my #2 would > stay on the deck and then made for the start line. I was perhaps the > last boat across the start line, but no matter, I was ready. I know > this race would be about boat management, about being prudent about sail > choices, err on the side of conservative because mistakes would be > costly to recover from. > > I rounded S in great shape, boat under control, moving well to windward > in spite of a small reefed main. I could see the trouble the other > boats around me were having. I remember having to avoid one boat who > appeared to be having trouble because his main was in a heap in his > cockpit. I could see other boats passing the first mark and not making > the turn southwest into the fray. All around me I could see the penalty > of the simple mistake compounded by big wind, big waves, and being > single-handed. It was clear to me that single-handed sailing is very > different in these conditions than normal racing. > > As quickly as blink I suddenly saw the top two feet of my #2 rip out of > the sail track and the sail that had been so carefully bungeed down go > flying from the deck and into the water. I had visions of it wrapping > around my prop or my rudder. Fortunately the sail was still connected > to the boat via its three corners. As quickly as I could I pounced on > the sail and with as much effort as I could muster I hauled the sail > back into the boat and began the long laborious process of getting it > out of the water and down below. Part of this process involved going > forward and unhooking the tack and the clews, this is where I discovered > my second mistake when I took a huge wave over the bow and me on my > hands and knees not in my foul weather gear. Soaked to the bone from > the waist down I was able to get the sail undone and down below. By the > time I completed the task I was exhausted but energized, my first crisis > behind me. I'd used stopper knots, I stayed cool and just worked the > problem, but I also now had no sail that I could raise in anything under > 15 knots. I knew that the rest of the race for me was going to be on my > main alone. Oh well, perhaps this was providence stepping in, I don't > know. But the thought of not going on never crossed my mind. I also > realized what a great thing polar fleece is, soaking wet I was still > warm and drying fast. I decided I was lucky, one mistake I learn for > free, always put your foulies on in the marina... > > Well I was back under control, recuperating from the wrestling match > with my #2, I made for the next mark. Progress was good and I was > making time up on Indigo, the only boat ahead of me now. The GPS was > working perfectly and took me to within fifty yard of it before I was > able to spot it. I rounded nicely and under control and then started > what was to be the best part of the whole trip, 25 miles down-wind in > 30-40 knot winds and running with five and six foot waves, can you say > 5-ton surfboard? > > Wow what a ride! You would feel the wave lift the rear of the boat and > the bow would drop, that was the signal to go. I'd start by riding at > an angle to the wave and as the speed built I would drop the bow down > and watch the knot meter climb, time and time again I saw it go from 10 > to 12, 13, 14, 15, knots and on one monster wave 16 knots, what a ride! > All afternoon, wave after wave, it went like that. I was wishing my > friends could be there to see to beauty and poetry of wave and wind and > sail all brought together and focused in the tiller in my hand and the > teaching given me by my friends. It was this leg that made the entire > effort of this race worthwhile. My reward had been given and I accepted > with humility and joy. All afternoon I could see just one sail always > ahead of me going to the same tiny spot on this vast lake I was going > to. A spot only a foot in diameter somewhere up there in the waves. I > knew the ride back was going to be every bit as miserable as my ride > down was wonderful, but no matter how bad the return leg, the experience > of the downwind leg was worth it. > > I knew it was time to start watching the GPS again, I knew this leg was > quickly coming to an end. As I watch the miles click down I started to > come back to reality, I hadn't ate since breakfast, I REALLY needed to > relieve myself, and I needed to straighten up the cockpit and down below > from the carnage of the first leg. The down-wind leg required my > constant hand on the tiller and my total focus on sail, wind, and wave. > Finally the rounding was at hand. It was easy and simple, but it also > brought me back to the reality of how hard the wind was blowing and just > how big the waves were. But at last I was able to tie off the helm and > sprint below to find the porcelain bowl, ahhhhhhhh, all was well with > the world. I cleaned up, grabbed a bit to eat, but strangely I wasn't > hunger, I think I was still running on pure adrenaline. I also decided > it would be prudent to call in our position so that if something > happened they would at least know how far we got. > > It was just off Jones beach at the south tip of Fremont island when the > ambush I had set for myself decided to make itself known. I had decided > I needed to tack away into deeper water so I made my tack and when I did > I heard a loud sickening popping sound emanate from the rigging. Oh my > God, what was that! Am I losing the mast??? I dashed forward to the > mast, no the mast was in tact but the middle shrouds were limp! What > had happened? At the time I didn't realize it but what had actually > happened was I had not put pins in the shroud turnbuckles and I think > that when the load was released on the windward shroud the turnbuckle > decided it would untwist itself. Geeee'ssss what a scare. I quickly > garbed a wrench and a screwdriver and had the mast back into column. > Everything looked good, felt tight, and the mast looked as it should, > straight side to side with a graceful curve to the stern from the tug of > the backstay. Another free lesson, I knew that I now had to be on my > best behavior as it's not often that one gets to learn two free lessons > in one day. > > After getting into deeper water I tacked back over and now had Bridger > Bay and the Antelope Island marina in my bow. I knew that a decision > point was coming, will I tack to the west and deeper water and home or > do I fall off east and make for the shelter of Antelope Is. For me the > decision was easy, I was going to finish this race. The boat was > running good and I was feeling strong and alive. As fate would have it > just as I had tacked to the west to miss the island the wind shifted > from southwest to northwest and dropped from 25 knots to under 20 knots. > I took this as conformation of my decision to continue on. It would > mean a fast downwind run to the finish line, a safe and comfortable > slip, warm dry clothing, and bed. > > I stayed at the helm and watched each of Antelope's bays go past to my > east. To the west I was watching the sun setting between squalls of > rain and hail. In the fading daylight I could see their progression > from southwest to northeast each punctuated by a blue sky slowly fading > into the orange glow of sundown. As I sat there I remembered each of > the stories I had read about the lake. I thought of Cambria and Captain > Davis, about Alfred Laumborn, about C. A. Adams and others whose names I > couldn't remember but who's experiences I could. Out there in the > growing dark I was comforted by the thoughts of these people. I was > grateful and thankful that I was at that place at that time. At that > moment there was no other place on earth I would have rather been. > > The final miles of the race were now before me. The sun had gone down > and I had finally turned on my lights. I had watched Toole fade into > total blackness as a menacing storm announced itself with several loud > claps of thunder, it was raining and getting noticeably colder. But I > also knew it would too soon be over. I watch my GPS count down the > miles, blowing 12 to 15 from the northwest. I knew if the wind held > from the northwest everything would be fine. I also know that with the > black menace waiting to the southwest that if the wind died, it would > signal the coming of a fury from the south that would make my landfall > challenging in the dark. Four miles to the finish, three miles, two > miles, and the wind stopped. I held my breath and watch with nervous > anticipation my fate, would it go back north or would it swing round to > the south. Slowing the pointer swing round to the northwest but never > really gained much strength. I think someone was watching over me that > night as the wind Gods were in a game for my fate, the north wind God > was trying to send me in with the message of well done, and the south > wind God was saying, "Not so fast buddy." > > The north wind held and I crossed the finish line just under 11 hours on > the course. For me it was the end to a great experience. I am wiser > for the experience. I know that what I learned will serve me well. To > sum up what I learned: always make sure your turnbuckles are pined, get > your foulies on early, keep your gum, your handheld and spare batteries > in your pockets. Keep and screw driver and wrench in easy reach, and > keep an empty plastic bottle near by. Don't worry if your scared, it's > natural, and always be respectful of your boat, the wind, and the lake. > > Gene & Slingshot > > > -----Original Message----- > From: Kelly Ragsdale [mailto:kellycpi@hotmail.com] > Sent: Sunday, April 08, 2001 2:49 PM > To: utah-sailing@lists.xmission.com > Subject: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race? aka Fastnet/Perfect Storm Remake > > Well? Who won the Endurance race? Or did any one finish? Lets hear your > stories? > > Kelly > _________________________________________________________________ > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com > > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). > > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). Hoo-haw! Damn! I enjoyed hell out of this account. One of the best ever posted here, I believe. A real romantic, Gene. Good sailing and a bit of the old derrickhand shows through, still -- "roughnecks do it all." Taciturn * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: TAdams1060@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) 60 mile solo Date: 10 Apr 2001 00:50:07 EDT --part1_66.dc8f53a.2803eaff_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit WARNING - the following ramblings contain spelling, punctuation and grammar errors as well as language that some readers may find offensive. read at you own risk . A few thoughts on the Solo 60 miler - - Be careful of what you wish for - you might get it and more ! All week I had prayed for some strong frontal activity to bring big wind for this race - next year I will pray 30% less. - Make sure your reef lines are tied in before you leave the marina - after rounding S mark with a full main and #3 I found myself way overpowered. The autohelm was kind enough to steer until I got the jib down. In the process I was drenched from head to toe and began to think that I would have stayed warmer and dryer If I had gone windsurfing. Still overpowered with just the main up I figured I would reef. I pull on the clew line to take the slack out of it and it does not move. I look at the end of the boom to see what it is jammed on and discover my crew has really screwed up and not run it thru the reef point on the leach. No rum for that idiot tonight! I sail the rest of the leg to Eardly grossly overpowered driving off a small part of the leach wondering if the sail can stay together for the upwind bash to Eardly Spit. - New GPS is deadly cool ! I have not owned a GPS since the days of the degraded signal, let alone a handheld that would fit in my pocket. I led me to every mark spot on ! No more searching between white caps for a mark - just look in the direction the little sucker tells you to and WOW - there it is ! I also discovered that it is not only water proof but floats! I had taken a really ugly wave over the bow that put about 6 inches of water in the corner of the cockpit ( where I though I could safety set the NEW GPS and keep it safe and dry) the little guy almost got sucked out the scuppers - he spend the rest of the race in my foulie pocket between position checks. - The downwind run to Miller Point was totally awesome dude . BIG WAVES - BIG WIND - BIG SURFS , then BIGGER WAVES - BIGGER WIND - BIGGER SURFS ! 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 KNOTS ! I was now glad that I did not have a reef in the main and still had the # 3 on deck, only problem now was that the autohelm could not steer in these conditions so there was not way to get the jib up. After 2 attempts at letting the autohelm steer to get the jib up and never even making it out of the cockpit before steering got out of hand I gave up on the jib and settled in for the best downwind ride of my life. About halfway to Miller point the two cups of coffee I had for breakfast let me know that it was time for a pee break but nobody was willing to take the helm to help me out ( will the porn czar get me for writing pee on the internet ? ). All I could think about was the movie " The Right Stuff" where Alan Shepard has been strapped into the Mercury Capsule for so long because of technical problems that they finally give him permission to pee in his space suit. ( wow I said pee three times on the internet and the police still have not busted down my door to arrest me ) . After another failed attempt to have the autohelm steer so that I can answer natures call I manage to get my foulies down enough to go on the cockpit sole - no problem cleaning up because every time we hook a big wave we accelerate enough to punch the bow into the next wave back and solid water douches the entire deck and cockpit Whitbread style. ( can I say douche on the internet ? ). -Once again the little GPS takes me right to the mark at Miller point where the downwind party is over and it is time for the crash back to weather. Since the wind has not backed off any I force myself to climb onto the boom to lead the reef line and we finally get a reef in. Still overpowered but more manageable. A few hours later the wind lets up enough to set a #4 jib with the reefed main, then builds again and down comes the jib. Eventually the wind swings NW and the last miles of the race are sailed uneventfully on a broad reach. -We ( Indigo and I ) cross the finish line totally exhausted but with a big grin because of the priceless experience we shared today. I retire this day High on Life because of this experience. --part1_66.dc8f53a.2803eaff_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit WARNING -  the following ramblings contain spelling, punctuation and grammar
errors as well as language that some readers may find offensive.  read at you
own risk .

A few thoughts on the Solo 60 miler -

-  Be careful of what you wish for - you might get it and more !  All week I
had prayed for some strong frontal activity to bring big wind for this race -
next year I will pray 30% less.
-  Make sure your reef lines are tied in before you leave the marina -  after
rounding S mark with a full main and #3 I found myself way overpowered.
The autohelm was kind enough to steer until I got the jib down.  In the
process I was drenched from head to toe and began to think that I would have
stayed warmer and dryer If I had gone windsurfing.  Still overpowered with
just the main up I figured I would reef.  I pull on the clew line to  take
the slack out of it and it does not move.  I look at the end of the boom to
see what it is jammed on and discover my crew has really screwed up and not
run it thru the reef point on the leach.  No rum for that idiot tonight!  I
sail the rest of the leg to Eardly grossly overpowered driving off a small
part of the leach wondering if the sail can stay together for the upwind bash
to Eardly Spit.
-  New GPS is deadly cool !  I have not owned a GPS since the days of the
degraded signal, let alone a handheld that would fit in my pocket.  I led me
to every mark spot on !  No more searching between white caps for a mark -
just look in the direction the little sucker tells you to and WOW - there it
is !  I also discovered that it is not only water proof but floats!  I had
taken a really ugly wave over the bow that put about 6 inches of water in the
corner of the cockpit ( where I though I could safety set the NEW GPS and
keep it safe and dry)  the little guy almost got sucked out the scuppers - he
spend the rest of the race in my foulie pocket between position checks.
-  The downwind run to Miller Point was totally awesome dude .  BIG WAVES -
BIG WIND - BIG SURFS , then BIGGER WAVES - BIGGER WIND - BIGGER SURFS !  12 -
13 - 14 - 15 KNOTS ! I was now glad that I did not have a reef in the main
and still had the # 3 on deck, only problem now  was that the autohelm could
not steer in these conditions so there was not way to get the jib up.  After
2 attempts at letting the autohelm steer to get the jib up and never even
making it out of the cockpit before steering got out of hand I gave up on the
jib and settled in for the best downwind ride of my life.  About halfway to
Miller point the two cups of coffee I had for breakfast let me know that it
was time for a pee break but nobody was willing to take the helm to help me
out ( will the porn czar get me for writing pee on the internet ? ).  All I
could think about was
the movie " The Right Stuff" where Alan Shepard has been strapped into the
Mercury Capsule for so long because of technical problems that they finally
give him permission to pee in his space suit.  ( wow I said pee three times
on the internet and the police still have not busted down my door to arrest
me ) .  After another failed attempt to have the autohelm steer so that I can
answer natures call I manage to get my foulies down enough to go on the
cockpit sole - no problem cleaning up because every time we hook a big wave
we accelerate enough to punch the bow into the next wave back and solid water
douches the entire deck and cockpit Whitbread style. ( can I say douche on
the internet ? ).  
-Once again the little GPS takes me right to the mark at Miller point where
the downwind party is over and it is time for the crash back to weather.  
Since the wind has not backed off any I force myself to climb onto the boom
to lead the reef line and we finally get a reef in. Still overpowered but
more manageable.  A few hours later the wind lets up enough to set a #4 jib
with the reefed main, then builds again and down comes the jib.  Eventually
the wind swings NW and the last miles of the race are sailed uneventfully on
a broad reach.
-We ( Indigo and I ) cross the finish line totally exhausted but with a big
grin because of the priceless experience we shared today.  I retire this day
High on Life because of this experience.   --part1_66.dc8f53a.2803eaff_boundary-- * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Bryant Pratt" Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Solo Race Date: 10 Apr 2001 12:46:23 -0600 Gene, Tim, Brad and Kelly, Thank you all for your vivid descriptions of your sucessful and no-so-wonderful experiences in the Endurance Solo Race on Saturday. Your stories will go far in adding to the lore of sailing and racing on the GSL. Everyone who participated has a great story to tell of the survival conditions encountered in the race. I hope that others will also contribute a narative of their experiences. On Narragansett I got a small taste of the conditions by just by trying to motor to the Eardly Spit buoy to make sure it was there. When I got within a half-mile of the buoy location, I spotted it and at the same time realized that my engine warning horn was screaming for attention. I glanced at the gagues and saw the the engine temp was pegged. I shut down the engine and went below to see if I could do anything about it in the conditions. Everything looked OK, but the engine was too hot to mess with (and I quickly got queasy with my head in the bilge). I thought that I could stay in the area lying ahull, but I was quickly blown away downwind. I decided to try to sail back to the buoy with a reef rolled into my roller-furling genny, but ended up with too much sail exposed and I couldn't get it furled back in under the pressure of the wind. Being alone, I had to let the jib flog some (couldn't control the sheet and the furling line at the same time) -- bad mistake! The jib started to unravel -- first the leech tape unzipped, then the jib ripped horizontally for about 8", then started ripping vertically. I decided to sail back to the marina (I had reported that the buoy was in position to the RC). Even with only the reefed jib, I was regularly washing the port side cabin windows. Fortunately, the ripping stopped at the next seam and I was able to reach back to the marina at 6+ knots. Lots of fun but I was fast approaching the marina and had to decide whether to try to sail in (bad option in the twisters that were blowing at the marina) or call for a tow. About a mile out, I tried the engine and it started and showed it had cooled off. So I decided to sail until I got a break in the twisters to furl the jib and run into the marina on the engine. When I restarted the engine and got the jib furled, the engine began to overheat, but I was committed. Before long the temperature went back to normal and I docked without further incident. I had evidently sucked some air into the raw water system in the big waves and big heel, but fortunately it recovered suction by itself. I was sure glad that I had put on my foulies before I got into the big wind and waves. I wish I had put up the hood though, because I got lots of water down my neck. Luckily, I didn't have to go far (I'd have been miserable if I'd been going to do the race). I also wish that I had put on sea boots as my feet got drenched. This was the roughest 10 mile trip I've ever had on the lake. Down below, everything was a jumble -- even my heavy tool box had come adrift from under the cockpit sole. I still haven't finished cleaning up salt in the cabin. I have great respect to all who tried this race and awe for those who completed it. Congratulations on a tremendous display of seamanship! Bryant Pratt * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Justin Lee Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) Endurance Solo Race Date: 10 Apr 2001 15:29:06 -0600 Bryant...thanks for your input as well as all the others. It has been enjoyable reading. This piece about sucking air into the raw water system is intriguing to me as the same thing happened to me at Bear Lake last summer. I have been concerned about why my engine overheated while motoring home from a day at the Beach. It was blowing about 20-30kts & waves were about 3-5ft right on the nose. I had been motoring for about an hour when the light & buzzer started "screaming" at me! I shut the engine down & sailed back to the marina. The wind of course was blowing right out of the mouth so I had to start the engine to get back into the marina. It also quickly heated up but then stabilized. I figured that I had just overheated due to driving so hard into big seas but it has worried me since? Is taking air into the system & overheating a common thing? What made you conclude that this was the problem? -----Original Message----- Sent: Tuesday, April 10, 2001 12:46 PM I had evidently sucked some air into the raw water system in the big waves and big heel, but fortunately it recovered suction by itself. * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Bryant Pratt" Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race/Raw Water Interruption Date: 10 Apr 2001 16:31:07 -0600 Justin, I guess we could discuss this off the list, but it may have implications for others, so let's keep it here. Since I replaced the original raw water pump on my diesel inboard, I've noticed that, if the water column is interrupted to the pump, the pump doesn't want to self-prime. I never had the problem with the old, smaller pump -- it always self-primed. I've subsequently installed a tee w/ cap (from a Prestone flushing system for cars) in the highest point on the hose from the seacock/strainer to the pump. It allows me to add water to fill the hose between the inlet and the pump to prime it (and will also allow fresh water flushing of the system and back flushing the strainer). In the wind and waves on Saturday, while I was motoring I was sometimes heeled hard to starboard and going over (and through) some big waves. Since the raw water inlet is about two feet to port of centerline, I think that it was exposed to air and I lost water suction. I didn't realize at the time that it might have been the case. I could have added fluid (coffee, coke, beer -- I didn't have any water on board) at the tee. I thought it was a problem with the jacket water coolant (air lock or something). It was pretty rough and cool thinking did not prevail. I would recommend the tee in the intake line if you've experienced this problem. Bry ----- Original Message ----- Sent: Tuesday, April 10, 2001 3:29 PM Bryant...thanks for your input as well as all the others. It has been enjoyable reading. This piece about sucking air into the raw water system is intriguing to me as the same thing happened to me at Bear Lake last summer. I have been concerned about why my engine overheated while motoring home from a day at the Beach. It was blowing about 20-30kts & waves were about 3-5ft right on the nose. I had been motoring for about an hour when the light & buzzer started "screaming" at me! I shut the engine down & sailed back to the marina. The wind of course was blowing right out of the mouth so I had to start the engine to get back into the marina. It also quickly heated up but then stabilized. I figured that I had just overheated due to driving so hard into big seas but it has worried me since? Is taking air into the system & overheating a common thing? What made you conclude that this was the problem? -----Original Message----- Sent: Tuesday, April 10, 2001 12:46 PM I had evidently sucked some air into the raw water system in the big waves and big heel, but fortunately it recovered suction by itself. * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Kelly Ragsdale" Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race/Raw Water Interruption Date: 10 Apr 2001 22:46:22 -0600 Bryant,,, When things were at there worst for me on Saturday I knew there was no sense in dropping my outboard. The waves were too steep and I feared that I would not be able to pull in enough cooling water. I think it is a good issue for the sailing discussion. For safety sake I never plan on just making it on motor alone or on sail alone. When things are rough I have developed a stragey of having a sail ready to back up the motor and the motor to back up the sail. I sailed to within a mile of the marina before I tried my outboard. That was when I felt it was safe of being overheated. It is good advice for all sailors on these mountain lakes where we get short, close breaking waves to have a stratagey wait to start the motor until your sure it will stay running. Sometimes it's your last chance. I was headed for the beach at Saltaire until the waves mellowed enough I decided to try the outboard. It was some intense drifting waiting to get into the right wave pattern. This is good advice for all sailors in heavy water. Think about the motor before you start it up! Kelly _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: RAY TOSTADO Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Endurance Race/Raw Water Interruption Date: 11 Apr 2001 05:50:38 -0600 Design plans for hydra static propulsion system is available from: Rockie's Rocket Design Group 35 E. Guest Ave. SLC, UT 84115 Air cooled fully submersible power unit. Electric start, alternator, hand back up, variable speed bi-directional transmission. All for $9,500; boat included. Cheers, Rockie, Pres., CEO Kelly Ragsdale wrote: > Bryant,,, > When things were at there worst for me on Saturday I knew there was no sense > in dropping my outboard. The waves were too steep and I feared that I would > not be able to pull in enough cooling water. I think it is a good issue for > the sailing discussion. For safety sake I never plan on just making it on > motor alone or on sail alone. When things are rough I have developed a > stragey of having a sail ready to back up the motor and the motor to back up > the sail. I sailed to within a mile of the marina before I tried my > outboard. That was when I felt it was safe of being overheated. It is good > advice for all sailors on these mountain lakes where we get short, close > breaking waves to have a stratagey wait to start the motor until your sure > it will stay running. Sometimes it's your last chance. I was headed for the > beach at Saltaire until the waves mellowed enough I decided to try the > outboard. It was some intense drifting waiting to get into the right wave > pattern. > > This is good advice for all sailors in heavy water. Think about the motor > before you start it up! > > Kelly > _________________________________________________________________ > Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com > > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: RLsimmon@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) GSLYC Spring Regatta Series Date: 13 Apr 2001 16:44:09 EDT Hey Sailors, The 2001 Spring Regatta Series begins Saturday, April 21 and Sunday April=20 22.=A0 We're hoping to make this year the best yet!=A0 The total series will= span=20 two weekends.=A0 The second weekend will be Saturday, May 19 and Sunday, May= =20 20.=A0 If needed, a weather makeup weekend has been scheduled for June 2nd a= nd=20 3rd.=A0 There will be at least three races held each day, wind/weather=20 permiting. Mark your calendars! The Skipper's meetings will start at 9:30a at the Great Salt Lake Yacht Club= =20 patio.=A0 Racing will commence at 11:00a.=A0 Forms, bouy maps, racing=20 instructions and expert advice will be available at the meeting.=A0 Fees may= be=20 paid on the day of race, but must be paid prior to racing.=20 The Spring Regatta Series is made up of bouy races ranging in length from 2=20 to 5 miles depending on conditions.=A0 Boats will race within their fleet=20 classificaitons based on PHRF ratings. (PHRF forms will be available at=20 Skipper's meeting.)=A0 You will be racing against boats of similar size and/= or=20 performace.=A0 If there are enough participants, we will have four fleet=20 classes:=20 Fleet definitions: (very,very broad) A Fleet (Large Racers and Performance Boats, fast, elite) B Fleet (Racers, Mid-size Performance Boats and Cruisers) C Fleet (19 to 27 foot Cruisers and smaller Racer/Cruisers) D Fleet (same as C, but no spinnakers)=20 Results and awards will be presented following the races each day.=A0 This i= s a=20 great opportunity to enhance your sailing skills and enjoy the challenge of=20 sailboat racing.=A0 So, gather your crew and come on out.=A0=20 See ya on the water,=20 Ric Simmons (RLsimmon@aol.com) Race Officer * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) GSL News: Bird Migration Study Date: 16 Apr 2001 08:41:29 -0600 http://www.sltrib.com:80/04162001/utah/89320.htm * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Piqa Ravenheart Subject: (utah-sailing) Message Board Date: 16 Apr 2001 13:15:38 -0600 Hello Sailors... I was curious if anyone would be interested in a companion message board to the Utah Sailing email list. I just put one together for the Utah Astronomy email list and it's located at: http://pub61.ezboard.com/butahastronomy I see there is a message board on the gslyc.org web site. Not to step on anyone's toes, but check out the ezboard and if there is interest I can put one together. The ezboard is a bit of a different layout, and is completely free. Thanks, Cynthia -- http://www.ilsikhaucil.com http://www.utahdogs.com ICQ#10306498 * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: LDJFILM@aol.com Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Message Board Date: 16 Apr 2001 19:37:22 EDT I would love to see something on it! LDJFILM@aol.com * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Piqa Ravenheart Subject: (utah-sailing) test Date: 17 Apr 2001 13:11:28 -0600 test, please ignore =) -- http://www.ilsikhaucil.com http://www.utahdogs.com ICQ#10306498 * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Piqa Ravenheart Subject: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 13:20:40 -0600 Well, even though I had little response, I put together a message board anyway. This will work in conjunction with the Utah Sailing email list. I hope it can become a good resource. If not, at least I tried. =) If you are interested, please visit: http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing Thanks! Cynthia -- http://www.ilsikhaucil.com http://www.utahdogs.com ICQ#10306498 * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Kitts, Jan (MED, OEC)" Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 18:38:49 -0500 Interesting FYI: My system at work won't let me get to that message board. -----Original Message----- Sent: Tuesday, April 17, 2001 1:21 PM Well, even though I had little response, I put together a message board anyway. This will work in conjunction with the Utah Sailing email list. I hope it can become a good resource. If not, at least I tried. =) If you are interested, please visit: http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing Thanks! Cynthia -- http://www.ilsikhaucil.com http://www.utahdogs.com ICQ#10306498 * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: meek@eng.utah.edu (Sanford Meek) Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 17:49:55 -0600 At 18:38 4/17/1 -0500, Kitts, Jan (MED, OEC) wrote: >Interesting FYI: My system at work won't let me get to that message >board. Mine, too. I cannot register. It gives me a message that my user name is already used. I tried many different names that I know must be unique. Sandy Sanford Meek University of Utah Department of Mechanical Engineering 50 S Central Campus Dr, Rm 2202 Salt Lake City, UT 84112-9208 (801)581-8562 meek@mech.utah.edu * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Ray Tostado Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 17:17:59 -0700 Mine worked fine. I entered it in Spanish. Rockie Sanford Meek wrote: > At 18:38 4/17/1 -0500, Kitts, Jan (MED, OEC) wrote: > >Interesting FYI: My system at work won't let me get to that message > >board. > > Mine, too. I cannot register. It gives me a message that my user name is > already used. I tried many different names that I know must be unique. > > Sandy > > Sanford Meek > University of Utah > Department of Mechanical Engineering > 50 S Central Campus Dr, Rm 2202 > Salt Lake City, UT 84112-9208 > (801)581-8562 > meek@mech.utah.edu > > * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: > * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Ray Tostado Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 17:19:34 -0700 People should consider registering with scuttlebut@boats.com It is a daily boating rag covering all the national and international events. Just for the fun of it. Rockie Sanford Meek wrote: > At 18:38 4/17/1 -0500, Kitts, Jan (MED, OEC) wrote: > >Interesting FYI: My system at work won't let me get to that message > >board. > > Mine, too. I cannot register. It gives me a message that my user name is > already used. I tried many different names that I know must be unique. > > Sandy > > Sanford Meek > University of Utah > Department of Mechanical Engineering > 50 S Central Campus Dr, Rm 2202 > Salt Lake City, UT 84112-9208 > (801)581-8562 > meek@mech.utah.edu > > * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: > * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing > * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with > * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Ray Tostado Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 17 Apr 2001 17:21:56 -0700 Opps, scuttelbutt@boats.com. I dropped a "t" R........ * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Piqa Ravenheart Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) New Utah Sailing Message Board Date: 18 Apr 2001 08:04:12 -0600 Hrm... ezboard is reliable 90% of the time, I've found. I've been using it for over a year now and it's a pretty good board. Perhaps some firewalls will not let it through, however, that is a possibility. My work is pretty open about that kinda stuff and just about anything will get through. About it not letting people register... perhaps it was just being slow for a bit. Sometimes that happens. I could change the board so it's not required to register. However, registration prevents different people from using the same name. If it keeps happening lemme know. Thanks! Cynthia -- http://www.ilsikhaucil.com http://www.utahdogs.com ICQ#10306498 * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Bryant Pratt" Subject: (utah-sailing) No spinnaker? No problem! Date: 19 Apr 2001 11:32:17 -0600 As I hope you all know by now, this weekend will be the first of two Great Salt Lake Yacht Club Spring Regatta weekends. Up to three buoy races will be held on Saturday and Sunday, April 21 & 22. Skippers' meetings will be held both days at 0930 at the GSL State Marina pavilion. No spinnaker? No problem! Thanks to Ron Chandler's efforts, we have great expectations that there will be enough boats this year to reinstitute a non-spinnaker division (D Fleet) for the Regatta Races and the Wednesday Night Series. We need just five boats to sign up. Any boat for which we can establish a PHRF rating (usually, self-righting keel boat) is eligible. See the Notice of Race on the GSLYC's web site (www.glsyc.org) for eligibility and fee requirements. Participation in D Fleet can be a fun, not-so-intimidating way to learn about racing on the GSL, and is especially good for short-handed racers. Participants will be eligible for daily race awards. Bry Pratt for 2001 GSLYC Race Committee * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: AMylander@aol.com Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) No spinnaker? No problem! Date: 19 Apr 2001 23:45:12 EDT --part1_f4.93758e5.28110ac8_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Count me in - I will be out of town this weekend, but hopefully will be able to hit most of the other races. Thanks, Andrew Mylander "Highspeed" --part1_f4.93758e5.28110ac8_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Count me in - I will be out of town this weekend, but hopefully will be able
to hit most of the other races.

Thanks,
Andrew Mylander
"Highspeed" --part1_f4.93758e5.28110ac8_boundary-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) [Fwd: Friends of Great Salt Lake Meeting Tuesday, April 24, 2001] Date: 22 Apr 2001 11:16:23 -0600 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. --------------10AAE3A54526F9780622FFE5 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit --------------10AAE3A54526F9780622FFE5 Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-Path: Received: from mail.xmission.com ([198.60.22.22]) by emu (EarthLink SMTP Server) with ESMTP id te60cn.c9p.37tiu8v Sun, 22 Apr 2001 09:06:46 -0700 (PDT) Received: from [166.70.9.74] (helo=micronp6200) by mail.xmission.com with smtp (Exim 3.12 #1) id 14rMNY-0003yE-00; Sun, 22 Apr 2001 10:06:28 -0600 Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook IMO, Build 9.0.2416 (9.0.2911.0) X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.3018.1300 Importance: Normal X-Mozilla-Status2: 00000000 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable X-MIME-Autoconverted: from 8bit to quoted-printable by falcon.mail.pas.earthlink.net id KAA18772 Friends of Great Salt Lake meeting Tuesday, 24 April 2001, 7 to 9 p.m. at Ogden Nature Center. Join Friends of Great Salt Lake at the Ogden Nature Center on April 24th = for a presentation about the Jordan River by Jeff Salt, Education Director, Great Salt Lake Audubon. The program will begin at 7PM. The Jordan River is the most urbanized river in Utah. Approximately 65 percent of Utah=B9s total population, nearly 1.4 million people live alon= g the Jordan River or Utah Lake. Urban sprawl drives development of lands in riparian zones and loss of habitat, increases storm water run-off, and magnifies nutrient loading from sewage treatment plants. Despite enormous human impacts, the Jordan River is a very wonderful waterway, with many opportunities to restore habitat, develop safe and scenic boating, expand public education, and promote a healthy riverine system. Great Salt Lake Audubon Society is deeply concerned about the man= y problems facing the Jordan River and is working to address these issues through public education, community stewardship programs, habitat restoration, participation in planning processes and through partnerships with other conservation organizations. GSL Audubon has developed an education program about the Jordan River t= hat reached over 4,000 people in its first year. Come hear about the Jordan a= nd Audubon=B9s education program from Jeff Salt, Education Director, Great S= alt Lake Audubon. Directions to the Ogden Nature Center from Salt Lake City are: I-15 North to the Ogden 12th St. Exit Continue east through 2 traffic lights. After the second light, on the left you will see the banner for the fron= t gate of the Ogden Nature Center. --------------10AAE3A54526F9780622FFE5-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "jana_morgan" Subject: (utah-sailing) GSLYC OPENING WEEKEND ! ! ! Date: 24 Apr 2001 16:45:17 -0600 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_00AA_01C0CCDD.F1434410 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable SUMMER OF FUN 2001 Opening Weekend=20 Saturday May 5th and Sunday May 6th Mark your calendars and join in the fun ! ! ! =20 =20 **EVERYONE is INVITED** no membership required=20 Saturday May 5th=20 11:00 am Boat Parade and "Blessing of the Fleet" =20 Come out early and decorate your boat in its best Summertime fun = attire. There will be prizes for the best dressed boat. Ranger Bob = will lead the parade and Leroy Carter will give us a = blessing. This is the only way to start out the season. Don't miss = out!!! 1:00 to 3:00 pm Summer Fun Activities 1:00 Dog Parade...Dress up your favorite dog (or cat) and win a = prize! 1:30 DockTeam Relay races...Find your DockTeam Captain and have fun. = No Dock? No problem! We will fill up all = teams. Everyone is invited to play !!! 3:00 Pie Judging Contest....Bake your very best blue ribbon pie and = win the contest.=20 All pies will be eaten for dessert. 4:00 pm Dinner SummerFun Dinner fare will be provided. There will be a charge for = dinner. BBQ Beef Sandwiches, Salads, Chips, Drinks, Dessert (pie) etc. We will have Volleyball, Horseshoes and a Checkers Tournament throughout = the day. The Juniors will be selling Lemonaid and Popcorn. T-shirts = will also be available so come on out bring your neighbors and sailing = friends to join in the Summer Fun. Sunday May 6th 9:00 am Continental Breakfast.....No Charge 10:30 to 12:00 noon Sailboat Rides Invite your neighbors, friends, LEGISLATORS, etc. out for a fun = introduction to sailing. 12:00 Junior Hot Dog Fundraiser 1:30 pm Skippers Meeting Record Raft-Up Cruise......help break the record number of boats = tied up together. Fun Race.......Get involved with a short fun race. Find out what = racing is all about!!! Hope to see you all there for lots of fun and lets all hope the weather = cooperates!!!!! Questions? Comments? contact Gene or Jana Morgan @ 801-621-2795 or via = e-mail. ------=_NextPart_000_00AA_01C0CCDD.F1434410 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
SUMMER OF=20 FUN
        =20 2001
 
Opening Weekend =
Saturday May 5th and Sunday May = 6th
 
Mark your calendars and join = in the fun !=20 ! ! 
 
**EVERYONE is=20 INVITED**
          &nbs= p;           =20 no membership required
 
Saturday May 5th=20
11:00 am Boat Parade and = "Blessing of the=20 Fleet" 
    Come out = early and=20 decorate your boat in its best Summertime fun attire.  There = will be=20 prizes     for the best=20 dressed boat.  Ranger Bob will lead the parade and = Leroy Carter will=20 give us a            =20 blessing. This is the = only way to=20 start out the season.  Don't miss out!!!
 
1:00 to 3:00 pm Summer Fun=20 Activities
    1:00 Dog = Parade...Dress=20 up your favorite dog (or cat) and win a prize!
    1:30 = DockTeam Relay=20 races...Find your DockTeam Captain and have fun.  No Dock?=20             =    =20         No problem!  We will fill up all teams.  Everyone is = invited to=20 play !!!
    3:00 Pie = Judging=20 Contest....Bake your very best blue ribbon pie and win the=20 contest. 
    All pies = will be=20 eaten for dessert.
 
4:00 = pm Dinner
    SummerFun = Dinner fare=20 will be provided.  There will be a charge = for dinner.
    BBQ Beef = Sandwiches,=20 Salads, Chips, Drinks, Dessert (pie) etc.
 
We will have Volleyball, = Horseshoes and a=20 Checkers Tournament throughout the day.  The Juniors will be = selling=20 Lemonaid and Popcorn.  T-shirts will also be available so come on = out bring=20 your neighbors and sailing friends to join in the Summer = Fun.
 
Sunday May=20 6th
9:00 am Continental = Breakfast.....No=20 Charge
 
10:30 to 12:00 noon  = Sailboat=20 Rides
    Invite your = neighbors,=20 friends, LEGISLATORS, etc. out for a fun introduction to = sailing.
 
12:00 Junior Hot Dog=20 Fundraiser
 
1:30 pm  Skippers=20 Meeting
    Record = Raft-Up=20 Cruise......help break the record number of boats tied up = together.
    Fun = Race.......Get=20 involved with a short fun race.  Find out what racing is all=20 about!!!
 
Hope to see you all there for = lots of fun=20 and lets all hope the weather cooperates!!!!!
 
Questions? Comments?  = contact Gene or=20 Jana Morgan @ 801-621-2795 or via e-mail.
 
 
------=_NextPart_000_00AA_01C0CCDD.F1434410-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: RLsimmon@aol.com Subject: (utah-sailing) Dealer's Cup Date: 25 Apr 2001 01:49:49 EDT --part1_ff.55c09f6.2817bf7d_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Sailors, The Great Salt Lake Yacht Club will be hosting the annual Dealer's Cup, Sunday, April 29. This is a one-day, offshore event. The Skipper's meeting starts at 8:30a on the GSLYC patio at the South GSL Marina and racing will commence at 10:00a. The 2000 offshore racing season is off to a good start. We are only one race into this year's offshore series, so it's not too late to signup. If you do not wish to take part in the series, you may race single offshore events (eg. this one!) Sign-up forms, course maps, and expert advice will be available at the skipper's meeting. The Dealers Cup is for all racing and/or cruising keel sailboats with PHRF ratings, a signed Consent Form and of course, the appropriate fees paid. (Consent and PHRF Forms will be available at the Skipper's meeting.) Results and awards will be announced immediately following the day's event. Gather you crew and come on out and enjoy some sun 'n sail. Ric Simmons, Race Officer --part1_ff.55c09f6.2817bf7d_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Sailors,
The Great Salt Lake Yacht Club will be hosting the annual Dealer's Cup,
Sunday, April 29.  This is a one-day, offshore event.  The Skipper's meeting
starts at 8:30a on the GSLYC patio at the South GSL Marina and racing will
commence at 10:00a.

The 2000 offshore racing season is off to a good start.  We are only one race
into this year's offshore series, so it's not too late to signup. If you do
not wish to take part in the series, you may race single offshore events (eg.
this one!)   Sign-up forms, course maps, and expert advice will be available
at the skipper's meeting.  

The Dealers Cup is for all racing and/or cruising keel sailboats with PHRF
ratings, a signed Consent Form and of course, the appropriate fees paid.
(Consent and PHRF Forms will be available at the Skipper's meeting.)  Results
and awards will be announced immediately following the day's event.

Gather you crew and come on out and enjoy some sun 'n sail.

Ric Simmons,
Race Officer --part1_ff.55c09f6.2817bf7d_boundary-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: William McManus Subject: RE: (utah-sailing) Dealer's Cup Date: 25 Apr 2001 09:23:45 -0600 Hi all: Is anyone looking for crew? My duaghter (29Yrs old) and I would love to come out and do some sailing. I have sailed for years, but have been off the water for a few years as I am building a Spray 24 gaff rigged yawl, for an evetual major trip to Alaska. Bill McManus and Chani Brown -----Original Message----- Sent: Tuesday, April 24, 2001 11:50 PM Hey Sailors, The Great Salt Lake Yacht Club will be hosting the annual Dealer's Cup, Sunday, April 29. This is a one-day, offshore event. The Skipper's meeting starts at 8:30a on the GSLYC patio at the South GSL Marina and racing will commence at 10:00a. The 2000 offshore racing season is off to a good start. We are only one race into this year's offshore series, so it's not too late to signup. If you do not wish to take part in the series, you may race single offshore events (eg. this one!) Sign-up forms, course maps, and expert advice will be available at the skipper's meeting. The Dealers Cup is for all racing and/or cruising keel sailboats with PHRF ratings, a signed Consent Form and of course, the appropriate fees paid. (Consent and PHRF Forms will be available at the Skipper's meeting.) Results and awards will be announced immediately following the day's event. Gather you crew and come on out and enjoy some sun 'n sail. Ric Simmons, Race Officer * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Taciturn Subject: (utah-sailing) GSL News: Promontory Shoshone Date: 27 Apr 2001 21:29:40 -0600 http://www.sltrib.com:80/04272001/utah/92394.htm * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: heidisolstad@netscape.net (Heidi ) Subject: (utah-sailing) Most She Has To Offer Date: 28 Apr 2001 14:20:08 -0400 Hi all. May I think out load? I was reviewing racing tactics in my head. What little tactics I know. Mostly I listen to all of you. Not that the skipper of Highwire would even listen to me......yet. LOL. I thought of Antelope Island. What if there were a race along Antelope Island that was coursed to make use of the what she has to offer? Whatever that is. I recall many tales and talks of how one either uses her with that "current" along her side, or how one chooses to avoid her for lack of wind. Mostly, we avoid her. Do we not? Surely there might be something comical if not usefully fun to have a race where a sailor can not choose to go out of her shadow just to position for better strategy. An Antelope Curve race. Is there something to be learned about her and the water by making us stay next to her? I really was wondering of the feasibility. Educate me, enlighten me dear experienced ones. :) HeidiSolstad@netscape.net -- "Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. " - Albert Einstein (1879-1955) __________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape Webmail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com/ * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: RLsimmon@aol.com Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Most She Has To Offer Date: 29 Apr 2001 00:14:55 EDT --part1_79.13e6a3b2.281cef3f_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Heidi, I'm fairly new to sailing the GSL (just over a year), but I understand there are several shoals on the west side of Antelope. Miera Spit is a good example. It sets approximately 1/2 off shore and is a "warning bouy" which just happens to be a good spot for a mark. During the Polar Bear Cup in January, the water east of Miera was reading 7 ft. Granted, it was probably still 7ft farther in toward Antelope, but some of the larger boats risk running aground at that depth, so they give Antelope a wide birth. Definitely a wise choice for most fixed keeled boats. However, one thing I have noticed, there are an awful lot of smaller baots (Catalina 22/25s, Santana 20/22s, McGregor 21/22/25/26s, Hunter 23/25/26s, etc.) who would probably not have any worry at all shadowing Antelope if the course was far enough offshore. It is unusual to see those same boats take part in the organized races. Maybe you are on to something - a way to draw some interest, huh? I would just like to see some of those small, sleek lake sailors take part is some of these events. Wouldn't it be nice to see the C-fleet with 30-49 boats trying to cross the starting line at the same time?? Don't get me wrong, there are several hoops which would need to be jumped through to put something like that together and the racing schedule for 2001 is already set. If you are truely interested in pursuing such an event or have other ideas of ways to get the daysailors/weekenders out in force, get involved the GSLYC and bring your thoughts to the leadership. Oh, this just occured to me: racing does turn some people off, but there are numerous daysailors/weekenders and cruisers who might like your ideas as well if it were an organized cruise or fun race. Throw your ideas at one of these people at the GSLYC: Tim Adams is our Cruising Chair, Warren Stockton is our Racing Chair and Gene Morgan is our Commodore. Keep dream'in of sailing!! Ric Simmons, Irish Mist "You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails." Source Unknown --part1_79.13e6a3b2.281cef3f_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Heidi,
I'm fairly new to sailing the GSL (just over a year), but I understand there
are several shoals on the west side of Antelope.  Miera Spit is a good
example.  It sets approximately 1/2 off shore and is a "warning bouy" which
just happens to be a good spot for a mark.  During the Polar Bear Cup in
January, the water east of Miera was reading 7 ft.  Granted, it was probably
still 7ft farther in toward Antelope, but some of the larger boats risk
running aground at that depth, so they give Antelope a wide birth.  
Definitely a wise choice for most fixed keeled boats.

However, one thing I have noticed, there are an awful lot of smaller baots
(Catalina 22/25s, Santana 20/22s, McGregor 21/22/25/26s, Hunter 23/25/26s,
etc.) who would probably not have any worry at all shadowing Antelope if the
course was far enough offshore.  It is unusual to see those same boats take
part in the organized races.  Maybe you are on to something - a way to draw
some interest, huh?  I would just like to see some of those small, sleek lake
sailors take part is some of these events.  Wouldn't it be nice to see the
C-fleet with 30-49 boats trying to cross the starting line at the same time??

Don't get me wrong, there are several hoops which would need to be jumped
through to put something like that together and the racing schedule for 2001
is already set.  If you are truely interested in pursuing such an event or
have other ideas of ways to get the daysailors/weekenders out in force, get
involved the GSLYC and bring your thoughts to the leadership.  Oh, this just
occured to me: racing does turn some people off, but there are numerous
daysailors/weekenders and cruisers who might like your ideas as well if it
were an organized cruise or fun race.  Throw your ideas at one of these
people at the GSLYC:  Tim Adams is our Cruising Chair, Warren Stockton is our
Racing Chair and Gene Morgan is our Commodore.
Keep dream'in of sailing!!
Ric Simmons,
Irish Mist
"You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails."
Source Unknown
--part1_79.13e6a3b2.281cef3f_boundary-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: RLsimmon@aol.com Subject: Fwd: (utah-sailing) Most She Has To Offer Date: 29 Apr 2001 00:32:56 EDT --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_boundary Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_alt_boundary" --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_alt_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sailor, Sorry, I thought I was responding to Heidi until I got my message back and realized it went out to everyone at UT Sailing. Since I accidently have your attention, don't forget, next Saturday and Sunday is Opening Weekend at the GSL South Marina. Tell all your sailor (or would like-to-be sailor) friends and come on out for a fun time. Ric --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_alt_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sailor,
Sorry, I thought I was responding to Heidi until I got my message back and
realized it went out to everyone at UT Sailing.  Since I accidently have your
attention, don't forget, next Saturday and Sunday is Opening Weekend at the
GSL South Marina.  Tell all your sailor (or would like-to-be sailor) friends
and come on out for a fun time.  
Ric --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_alt_boundary-- --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: Full-name: RLsimmon Message-ID: <79.13e6a3b2.281cef3f@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="part2_b2.14be5f84.281cef3f_boundary" X-Mailer: AOL 6.0 for Windows US sub 10519 --part2_b2.14be5f84.281cef3f_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Heidi, I'm fairly new to sailing the GSL (just over a year), but I understand there are several shoals on the west side of Antelope. Miera Spit is a good example. It sets approximately 1/2 off shore and is a "warning bouy" which just happens to be a good spot for a mark. During the Polar Bear Cup in January, the water east of Miera was reading 7 ft. Granted, it was probably still 7ft farther in toward Antelope, but some of the larger boats risk running aground at that depth, so they give Antelope a wide birth. Definitely a wise choice for most fixed keeled boats. However, one thing I have noticed, there are an awful lot of smaller baots (Catalina 22/25s, Santana 20/22s, McGregor 21/22/25/26s, Hunter 23/25/26s, etc.) who would probably not have any worry at all shadowing Antelope if the course was far enough offshore. It is unusual to see those same boats take part in the organized races. Maybe you are on to something - a way to draw some interest, huh? I would just like to see some of those small, sleek lake sailors take part is some of these events. Wouldn't it be nice to see the C-fleet with 30-49 boats trying to cross the starting line at the same time?? Don't get me wrong, there are several hoops which would need to be jumped through to put something like that together and the racing schedule for 2001 is already set. If you are truely interested in pursuing such an event or have other ideas of ways to get the daysailors/weekenders out in force, get involved the GSLYC and bring your thoughts to the leadership. Oh, this just occured to me: racing does turn some people off, but there are numerous daysailors/weekenders and cruisers who might like your ideas as well if it were an organized cruise or fun race. Throw your ideas at one of these people at the GSLYC: Tim Adams is our Cruising Chair, Warren Stockton is our Racing Chair and Gene Morgan is our Commodore. Keep dream'in of sailing!! Ric Simmons, Irish Mist "You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails." Source Unknown --part2_b2.14be5f84.281cef3f_boundary Content-Type: text/html; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Heidi,
I'm fairly new to sailing the GSL (just over a year), but I understand there
are several shoals on the west side of Antelope.  Miera Spit is a good
example.  It sets approximately 1/2 off shore and is a "warning bouy" which
just happens to be a good spot for a mark.  During the Polar Bear Cup in
January, the water east of Miera was reading 7 ft.  Granted, it was probably
still 7ft farther in toward Antelope, but some of the larger boats risk
running aground at that depth, so they give Antelope a wide birth.  
Definitely a wise choice for most fixed keeled boats.

However, one thing I have noticed, there are an awful lot of smaller baots
(Catalina 22/25s, Santana 20/22s, McGregor 21/22/25/26s, Hunter 23/25/26s,
etc.) who would probably not have any worry at all shadowing Antelope if the
course was far enough offshore.  It is unusual to see those same boats take
part in the organized races.  Maybe you are on to something - a way to draw
some interest, huh?  I would just like to see some of those small, sleek lake
sailors take part is some of these events.  Wouldn't it be nice to see the
C-fleet with 30-49 boats trying to cross the starting line at the same time??

Don't get me wrong, there are several hoops which would need to be jumped
through to put something like that together and the racing schedule for 2001
is already set.  If you are truely interested in pursuing such an event or
have other ideas of ways to get the daysailors/weekenders out in force, get
involved the GSLYC and bring your thoughts to the leadership.  Oh, this just
occured to me: racing does turn some people off, but there are numerous
daysailors/weekenders and cruisers who might like your ideas as well if it
were an organized cruise or fun race.  Throw your ideas at one of these
people at the GSLYC:  Tim Adams is our Cruising Chair, Warren Stockton is our
Racing Chair and Gene Morgan is our Commodore.
Keep dream'in of sailing!!
Ric Simmons,
Irish Mist
"You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails."
Source Unknown
--part2_b2.14be5f84.281cef3f_boundary-- --part1_b2.14be5f84.281cf378_boundary-- * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Kelly Ragsdale" Subject: Re: (utah-sailing) Most She Has To Offer Date: 29 Apr 2001 21:33:39 -0600 Heidi... I have read your proposal and the comments too. I would like to know more about the currents in the Great Salt Lake. Can anyone enlighten me? Or is there literature out on currents of the Great Salt Lake? PS. Maybe a unofficial cruise/race of the shoreline would be fun. It could be the tour-de-antelope! Kelly _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: heidisolstad@netscape.net (Heidi ) Subject: (utah-sailing) Gale Browning Solo Racer Date: 30 Apr 2001 09:33:15 -0400 To all interested sailors of racing and sailing-determination-setters. A clip of an article from www.sailnet.com Guess where she grew up?! "It’s likely that you’ve never heard of Gale Browning, but let that little oversight end right now. This 43-year-old mother of three is poised to jump on to the map of offshore sailing in a big way. All right, maybe it’s only in a modest way, but consider this, if everything goes according to plan, she’ll be the only American participant in next fall’s Mini Transat race. She’ll not only be the lone American in this two-stage, 4,500-mile, single-handed contest sailed aboard 21-foot vessels, she’ll be just one of three Americans who have ever entered the event in 12 editions that span 24 years. " --------->>>>Gale Browning grew up in Ogden Utah! First sailed at Pine View Reservoir. Look at her now. http://www.2001minitransat.com./galebio.htm -- "Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. " - Albert Einstein (1879-1955) __________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape Webmail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com/ * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Bryant Pratt" Subject: (utah-sailing) GSLYC Dealers Cup Recap Date: 30 Apr 2001 13:34:33 -0600 On Sunday, April 29, the Great Salt Lake Yacht Club held its annual Dealers Cup offshore race. The wind cooperated nicely, giving the racers moderate waves and 12-15 kts. of steady wind out of the NNW for most of the race. The race was held around existing (we hoped) marks, starting and ending a 'S' mark and including the Miera Spit buoy and the Eardly Spit buoy, for an 18+ mile course. It turned out that the Miera Spit buoy had gone missing since out last visit there, so a temporary mark was dropped by "Tom Cat" (third boat to the area -- the first two didn't have anything to use for a mark) and the rest of the boats turned around that. Twenty one boats participated -- the biggest turnout we've had for a race in some time. Mike Seedall's "Shockwave" was first to finish, but unfortunately for them, corrected down the list. After correcting for PHRF handicaps, the overall winner was Hank Boland's Catalina 27 "Empty Space" (C-fleet) , followed in second by Scott Gilmore's (single handed) Martin 241 "Off Beat" (B-fleet) and, in third, Dan Merriman's J-29 "Air Boss" (A-fleet). Each will be presented a Dealers Cup trophy (Peterson Cup, Saltair Cup or Spartan Cup) at the annual meeting in the Fall for being first in their fleet. At the skippers' meeting before the race, a brand new GPS, graciously donated for the event by our local West Marine store, was raffled off to attending skippers. It was won by Dan Merriman. Congratulations Dan -- looks like you had a great day! Dave Shearer of Sidsports, on his Catalina 27 "Galley I," acted as RC boat for the race. He and Shaman provided great weather and administration for the race. Thanks to all who participated. GSLYC Race Committee * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "Bryant Pratt" Subject: (utah-sailing) GSLYC Dealers Cup Recap - More Date: 30 Apr 2001 18:04:04 -0600 I forgot to mention on the previous post that the complete results of the GSLYC Dealers Cup race are posted on the GSLYC web site. Go to http://www.gslyc.org then Racing, Race Results, Dealers Cup. Don't forget the Opening Weekend at the Lake festivities, "Summer of Fun 2001", coming up this weekend, May 5 & 6. GSLYC RC * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes). ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: "jana_morgan" Subject: (utah-sailing) SUMMER OF FUN 2001 Opening Weekend Date: 30 Apr 2001 21:45:15 -0600 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0029_01C0D1BE.D7BC57D0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_001_002A_01C0D1BE.D7BC57D0" ------=_NextPart_001_002A_01C0D1BE.D7BC57D0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Want to beat your favorite nemesis ? ...If you can't beat'em on the = water try beatin'em in a challenging game of checkers or horseshoes. Have you been wondering what to do with that delicious pie? Wishing everyone could see how cute your dog is all dressed up? Got a hankering for a new t-shirt and a cool glass of lemonaid? No plans for the weekend Saturday May 5th and Sunday May 6th? The answer to these and many other questions is GSLYC Opening Weekend = Summer of Fun 2001 ! ! ! There are a lot of activities planned along with a great dinner. Plan = on being there. We will have a Boat Parade and Leroy Carter will again bless our fleet. = Then we will have a dog parade and lots of summer fun and games. Get on = a team and join in. Judges will sample and select a winner of the pie = contest. The juniors will be selling lemonaid and popcorn. T-shirts = will be sold and we will finish Saturday with a delicious dinner. BBQ'd = Beef sandwiches with salads, chips, drinks etc. for a nominal fee. Sunday will start off with a free Continental Breakfast followed by = short get acquainted sailboat rides. For lunch the Juniors will host a = hot dog sale and Sunday afternoon will see a fun race and cruiser raft = up (lets all help break the RECORD) ! ! ! 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Update 4/23 thru 4/27 Date: 30 Apr 2001 22:36:15 -0700 Below is the Marina Maintenance for last week. This is a long and impressive list. I would also be interested in hearing constructive suggestions regarding the Barn Swallows. Know that the Yacht Club has requested that at a minimum there needs to be some mosquito control done. We think this will help keep the Swallows in check. Please let us know if there are other things that need to be looked at. Bob Ewing's message follows -----Original Message----- Sent: Monday, April 30, 2001 10:48 AM April 23rd thru 27th Marina Maintenance Update THINGS ACCOMPLISHED OVER THE LAST WEEK * Paving Project along dry storage parking lot (phase I) was completed. * Dry storage gates were adjusted and realigned after asphalt project raised road permitting gates from working properly. * Repaired dry storage light pole security box operating parking lot light. * Performed complete boat cleat inspections to "E" and "K" docks. * Repaired boat cleats at B-21, D-48, D-45, E-21. * Repaired water leak at K-25. * Mowed weeds down along "B" "C" "D" and "E" dock gangways. * Applied chemical treatment to high maintenance areas throughout marina to control weeds. * Installed new valve box for main shut off valve at marina restroom building. * Repaired mens restroom sink at marina restroom. * Inspected power station at E-34 and discovered circuit in complete working order. * Charged water and adjusted drinking fountains at marina restroom outside walls. * Coordinated w/Phone Co. and had phone booth located at marina restroom repaired. * Met w/Electricians regarding marina dock system, and discovered our "electrical system is rated for 20 amp breakers at each boat slip, In order to increase to 30 amp breakers safely we will have to increase the size of wire running throughout the dock system at a minimum. At this time we do not wish to increase any other breakers (to 30 amp breakers) before a further determination is made. Please pass this information along to all boaters! * We contacted USDA-APHIS-Wildlife about our "Barn Swallow" problem at the marina and found the following; 1- They are a protected species. 2- We can't poison these birds for control measures. =20 3- These birds actually are a benefit to controlling mosquitos and spiders. 4- At this time our best control measure seems to be continuing to remove nests from unwanted areas. =20 =20 THINGS COMING UP NEXT WEEK * Charging of irrigation system around building grounds, mowing and fertilization w/weed control. * Repair of transformer at "B" dock. * Mowing and trimming of weeds along "J" "K" and "I" dock gangway areas. * Inspection/repairs of "C" dock boat cleats. * Repair to front entrance gate security light. * Please visit the Utah Sailing Message Board: * http://pub63.ezboard.com/butahsailing * To unsubscribe send email to majordomo@lists.xmission.com with * the one line body of "unsubscribe utah-sailing" (no quotes).