the biggest workout of the day. Dubbed “Charley’s Revenge” in honor of the race committee PRO, courses included both upwind and downwind boats crossing —at the same time! We love our race committee volunteers—thank you! Which week the regatta is held
each year is determined by the tides, and though the week saw some of the month’s less volatile exchanges, an extremely low water level in the Oak Harbor marina Friday morning mandated a 30-minute delay because the committee boat was aground at the dock. On the plus side, the extra half hour gave the sailors a little extra time to have a good laugh while strolling the docks in the bright sunshine to check out which boat names had been selected
Above: Class P2 at the start.
Center: “Surt” and “What a Tripp!” cross tacking in Class P03.
Below: “Gardyloo” and “USAWI” rounding the mark.
Photos by Jan Anderson
delight of partying shore-side spectators, who usually must watch the action on the other side of the cove through binoculars. Class P0 split after the spinnaker
set, some choosing the north side, some taking the south beach, and some, including Shrek, marching down the middle. Pure luck (and maybe a bit of local knowledge) found Shrek, first around the leeward mark which had been set in a massive hole under the bluff where Penn Cove and Saratoga Passage meet, was also first to crawl back to the welcoming wind in the Cove. Shrek ended up crossing the finish line up to 12 minutes ahead of some of their closest rivals, but for most it was a
overnight to receive the dubious honor of receiving new monikers Penn Cove is a natural amphitheater,
with Mount Baker to the east and the Olympic Mountains to the west and Friday’s first race was a classic case of the “rich get richer” Class P0’s leader going into Friday, the 1D35 Shrek, was over early and found herself in the unusual position of playing catch-up. Regardless, and thanks no doubt to her “yellow jersey” status, the fleet enjoyed hamming Shrek with covering tacks, most coming from Simon Walmsley’s Bellingham-based 1D35, Carrera. The fleet converged for a messy
rounding at the weather mark, which was tucked in close to the half dozen houses on the north beach – much to the
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