Captain’s Log: My Birthday (Stardate 10443.8)
5 seconds.

With 14 crew on board, including refugees from Alaska (Sean) and Maine (Madeline), the Enterprise was at maximum capacity for Race 4 of the Wednesday Night Race Series. With gusty winds in the forecast, we couldn’t of had more meat on the rail if Oprah was on board. But it did help a great deal. The Enterprise sailed flatter, pointed higher and sailed faster than many others around her.

We started in first place using Commander Richard’s trademarked luff n’ go method. Where we up to full speed at the gun? I think so, but then again…

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Heading up to the windward mark, at the final tack, we were a little unprepared and overshot the mark. Was it critical? Maybe. Maybe not. Nevertheless…

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We rounded the mark to do our planned jibe set. Because of all the people on board and getting everything into position, our spinnaker set was a little late. For about 5 boat lengths we weren’t up to full speed…

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Riding the chute downwind at speeds up to Warp 8.2. Commander Jay from USS Aeroplane was on board calling out chute trim and puffs. The Hairy Horta crosses the finish line on the way down – disqualified. Ahead, the Xindi vessel, Force G4, broaches. Farther ahead, USS Timok broaches and then broaches again, only the second time they come up, they’re short a rig. Ouch. Commander Jay suggests dropping the chute to be on the safe side. It’s a little early, but we do so any. Did we lose time? Probably. How much? Could be more than…

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We round the mark with USS Tolo. We’re on the inside. It’s going to be a tight turn. What’s Tolo doing? MY maneuver? We can’t have that. Tacking in 3. 2. 1. The crew was ready as we turned a seaman-like manner mark-rounding into a tactical one – and, after checking with some rules experts, well within the rules. Tolo stalled in between us and the mark. To avoid collision, we had to tack away -- we could have successfully protested them, by the way, and then there wouldn’t have been an issue with…

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On the way upwind to the finish, we’re at Warp 6 all the way. During one of the tacks, we were tacked upon by the academy boat, Gunsmoke. Bad wind. Little freshman pricks. It didn’t last long, but it could have cost us…

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On the next tack, we had to duck USS Wow on starboard. A slight loss in position. How much of a loss? Everybody say it loud…

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Finally tacking up to the finish line, we go a little too early and end up running the line. We tack and cross first and start the stopwatches. USS Tolo was on it’s way. 1 minute. 1 minute 20. 1 minute 40. We’re looking to Spock for the Time on Time calculations, but his M-5 computer was on the fritz. 1 minute 45 seconds behind us. Corrected to ahead of us by, you guessed it…

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But what a great night it was. Reuniting with old friends, a great race, and birthday cake with bottled water, sushi and Doritos at the mooring afterwards. Yes, you read that right. The cake was a wonderful surprise (I still can’t figure out how everything else down below got tossed around and not the cake) and Patty gave me a drawing of Star Trek characters with our Enterprise crew’s names filled in on each person. “Note how I made Dave and Jory so they’re both Klingons,” she said.

“I see that. But Jory’s a female.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Jory has tits.”

We have five scheduled for City Island Cup this weekend. Let’s go boldly and let’s win.