The other boat had right of way, but he won the race
Twilight season is almost here. I am down at Bundeena, a “village” suburb on the outskirts of Sydney isolated by Port Hacking and the Royal National Park. I’ve been helping the old man demolish the old house and prepare the site for construction of his new home. The old fella is a retired builder so absolutely everything that we are pulling out of the old house is being scrutinised for possible use as crushed material for drainage around the new footings, scrap metal to be cashed in or use as fill or as other building materials.
Today I spent the day pulling nails out of gnarly old oregon timber. Meanwhile my mate Andrew was on the water. Here is his account of the first “pre-twilight-twilight” race out of Greenwich Flying Squadron. I can’t work out if I was better or worst of than him.
I just got back from the first “entre twilight” – to get the season started I crashed into a Northshore 31 smashing my new bow roller and damaging the other boat that had right of way. They were screaming things out but no one called Starboard until it was too late … they protested shortly afterwards and I was forced to take a 720 penalty.
I had to go back to the club for the protest – which was solved after a few beers and to my surprise we won the race.
It’s on again.
My regards,
