Bett and I with boat in tow left home at noon for the trip up the M25, M11, A14 and A10 to Saddlebow the home of Ouse ASC dinghy racing. There were road works on the M25 north of the Dartford tunnel and we crept along. We stopped for a short convenience break at the Services at Bishop Strortford which was packed to the gills and took us 20 minutes from the main road to a parking space. We finally arrived on site and began to set up camp to be joined in about ten minutes by Gary Hogan from Haversham and later in the evening by Ian Bradley from the home club (and now it’s Sailing Sec). It was blowing old boots and cold with it so whilst those two went off for Fish and Chips in Kings Lynn Bett and I esconced ourselves in the club house with the Daily Telegraph and a good book. We hit the hay about 11.00pm and tried to sleep but the noise (wind on tent) was horrendous – even with my deaf ear uppermost – and we both had little sleep.
Saturday dawned grey and still very windy. Age does bring a small dose of wisdom – when it is wiser to stay ashore and watch the toughies, the chancers and the not too sures – so I waited to see if it would ease a bit after lunch. It did not so I never even entred the event.
Ian.B and Gary.H were joined on the water by Nick Lovell (also from Ouse ASC) for the first race of the event which was held jointly with the Supernova Class – of whom there were some 11 entrants.
I mention these fellows as there were quite a few upside down before the start and the rest were all a bit anxious to get things going - in their haste caused a general recall on their first aborted start. As a result when the Streaker start came on line, Nick was half way down the cut and still waiting for the Supernova start. Ian was the only one near the line and frantically waving to Nick who took no notice – he was too far away. Gary may well have been having second thoughts but he crossed the line to start the beat to the top mark near the sluice and then passed it on the wrong side.
Nick finally got going, by which time he was half a lap behind Ian. It did not help that he too went the wrong side of the mark but half way back to the start/finish line he saw the error of his ways, turned back and rounded correctly.
I am not sure if it was on the first or second lap that Ian.B pulled off an impressive capsize at the bottom gybe mark, turned turtle and even lost his mast head burgee. Nick saw this happening and could not believe his luck, not only catching up but even passing Ian to win the race.
The course must have been a nightmare to sail, not only crossing all the Supernovas – well those left not upside down or stuck in the reeds. The wind was good top end force four and huge gusts kept charging down the cut in all sorts of different angles. There were even white horses on the water most of the time.
After lunch, heroically served up by the ladies in the canteen initially without the gas cooker (who’s incoming gas supply pipe had been stolen) the wind – to my mind – was no less vigorous and Bett and I decided to call it a day. We saw the second start in which Ian was just ahead but to leeward of Nick just before we left. Ian tells me that Nick won this and the subsequent final race. Gary.H bravely also went afloat for these two afternoon races and started but regetably finished none during the day. His tenacity is to be praised, he is not exactly an experienced Streaker sailor – I wonder if he had second thoughts at the end of the day.
We should have gone, on Sunday, to Hunstanton. I am subsequently advised that (in line with the previous day’s forcast) it was blowing at least force five and there were heavy breakers on the beach and the meeting was abandoned before any one went afloat. I think I made the right decision to come home early – and not have to face another windy/noisy night in the tent.
I however went to Lancing and sailed in four races in a force 3 to 4 – a beautiful planning reach parallel with the beach in the first two races before lunch which I managed to win from a fleet largely composed of Lasers. After lunch I was beaten in both races by a Laser 4.7, in one on the water and could only get a 3rd and 4th spot.
Next Saturday it is off again, this time to Broxbourne, for the Streaker Southern Area Champs.
Alan.S 1700
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