Date: June 19, 2003
Course: Telegraph Cove to Port Hardy
this tight little cove on the east coast of Vancouver Island is
Telegraph Cove, just the most interesting and unique place on the
coast of the island. At the awards ceremony that night John Green
on the Trimaran Sauterelle announced that he would be withdrawing
from the race. John had cut his finger with a knife while preparing
his boat for this event and had to have surgery to reattach the
tendons in the finger. He went ahead and entered the event despite
warnings from his doctor that if he re-injured the finger that it
would not heal correctly and that would jeopardize his ability to
perform at his workplace. Now John had taken several falls and re-injured
the finger, since the skipper needs complete every leg of the race
he vas forced to retire.
Green (left) and Bob Davis (right)
and Colin both read the racing instructions before retiring for
bed that night and found that the information was conflicting. One
paper listed the start at 9 am and another as at 8 am they both
agreed to assume that the start was at 8. Kim and Jason were late
getting up next morning, so Joe and Colin prepared the boat early
and then Colin set off for breakfast meeting up with one of the
owners of Flip Flop and fly. Time was running short when Kim finally
wandered in and sat down for breakfast at about 7.20 he told us
how some shady characters had taped to the alma and above the name
of the Cheekee Monkee the words "spank the" before he
could complete the story Jason came running in announcing that the
race started at 8 prompting Kim to jump to his feet announcing that
he understood the start was at 9 and that he was not packed. Off
he ran to the cabin to pack and on the way down the dock took a
nasty fall skinning his shin rather badly.
We still managed
to arrive at the start line with time to check out the wind, the
angle of the start line and how the other boats were positioning
for the start. You might think that a good start doesn't matter
in such a long race but as we noted in another leg seconds can make
the difference between winning and loosing. Kim chose to start on
the left side of the line mixing it up with the fleet. Redshift
was to the right with Bad Kitty in the middle of the fleet.
the screecher and we had a good start on Port Tack. Bad Kitty chose
to remain close to the left hand shore and we headed across to right
side where we felt there were signs of stronger winds. We were tacking
our way up the right side trying to reel in the 50's. Flip Flop
and Fly decided to shadow the Monkee today, it was a dual. We would
tack 3F would tack we would tack back, 3F would tack with us. They
seemed to get some great lifts up the shore when ours were missed;
they were definitely on a Monkee hunt for the entire race.
through the channel markers and headed for the more open water.
Kim was constantly comparing our boat speed seeking the most favorable
currents, Joe was getting a cramp in his neck from checking for
3F and Jason was looking for the infamous Redshift.
We mainly stayed
to the left side of the channel staying with the favorable current
with long tacks. We traded tacks with mono hull White Cloud many
times. In the distance we could see Redshift going far out to the
right trying to scout for favorable winds to make up for lost ground.
We were concerned that Wayne would catch a different wind from us
and scoop us at the finish.
We were well
ahead of our competition when passed through the inside of the rocks
at the south side of the entry to Pt. Hardy with White Cloud on
our tail. Dragonfly chose to go outside the rocks (island) to keep
in the stronger wind and maintain their speed. We turned the corner
and popped the chute jibed a couple of times then aimed at the finish
It was a beautiful
calm finish with our spinnaker flying and we could see the race
committee truck on the government pier. We crossed the finish line
and looked back to see if any competitors other than Dragonfly had
arrived yet, they hadn't in our division. We bagged the spinnaker
and motored to the gas dock to refill prior to our morning departure.
While we were at the gas doc we could see 3F with Redshift hot on
their tail. 3F was fighting off Redshift with all their might, 3F
crossed the line first. We knew that the times were close. We were
not sure what position we were going to finish in.
While on the
dock we saw 7 mono hulls all arriving at the finish at the same
time. Three of them were only feet from our dock with their spinnakers
flying. The inside mono hull was over taken as the middle boat stole
their air and collapsed their spinnaker shooting ahead of both boats.
What a finish!
We cleaned up
the boat and later that night we went to the awards ceremony, we
finished 1st in our division!
the awards there was a cool Native Dance ceremony which we found
out was to celebrate Aboriginal Day & the arrival of the Vanisle
had dinner on Joe as he was leaving the next morning for Vancouver.
Bad Kitty attended and we very much enjoyed the Sportsman, the camaraderie
and it was sad to see Joe leave.
crew (Rhonda & Tom) picked up Kim's son Shane from the airport
and attended dinner with us.
a new day, going over the top of the island. We look forward to
strong winds and a safe sail to Winter Harbor.