Captain’s Log: Stardate 10497.8
With all the hoopla and brouhaha surrounding the Christmas holiday (as Lewis Black says, "With Christmas, you Christians have created a beast that cannot be fed",) my Dr. Crash (Sailing World subscribers know who he is – no relation to The Crusher) Calendar on the wall has listed another holiday for the day after -– a holiday that is often overlooked by people throughout the United States, Latin America, Europe, Asia and the Middle East.

Imagine if the entire world joined together as one and celebrated this holiday on December 26th. Something we, as members of the human race, could all do, happily. It could mean the end of war, hunger and oppression. All of us together, joyfully united doing something we all want to do.

What a beautiful idea.

So I’m asking each member of the crew of the Starship Enterprise to do his or her part to spread the word. Because Sunday, December 26th is Boxing Day in Canada.

Let’s all go out and punch a Canadian.

Captain's Log: Stardate 10493.7
It's been quite some time since my last log entry, but that's mainly due to the Enterprise being stored in spacedock for another winter season. Last weekend, however, a few members of the crew attended the year-end EBYRA awards dinner at City Island Yacht Club, where I was the evening's master of ceremonies.

The Enterprise, thanks to the efforts of her crew, received two second-place awards that night; for the City Island Cup and for the Fall Series (the latter of which I was not on board and where our warp drive was damaged.)

The big surprise of the evening was the presentation to me of the Pat Mule Memorial Award by the EBYRA Board (a/k/a Star Fleet Command.) Fully unexpected, the award is for one’s dedication and contributions to the benefit of yacht racing as a whole – in essence, it’s our version of the lifetime achievement award. As I told the crew, this is the top of the top and it’s all downhill from here. Might as well just sell the Enterprise and take up golf.

As I thanked the EBYRA Board and the 130+ people in attendance, I realized where the inspiration for so much dedication and contribution was coming from.

I could say it was my father, for having made sailing such a big part of my life since I was six years old and for his guidance and tutelage along the way, but that might swell his head and make him think I’ve forgiven him for ripping my North #1 headsail. Forget that.

Rather, it was, and will continue to be, the Enterprise crew as a whole. It is they who make racing fun and make look forward to every single Wednesday Night. My thanks to them all. We’re not only a great crew, we’re friends. And we’re family.

And as I consider and explore the possibilities of a new starship to bear the Enterprise name (no promises,) I'm often asked if, after 25 years, will I be able to adjust and not feel a sense of loss without having this Enterprise in my life – much in the same way I did when the original Star Trek version self-destructed over the Genesis planet in Star Trek III: The Search for Spock. The answer is simple: While the body of the ship is fiberglass, balsacore, teak, stainless steel and plexiglass; her heart and soul are her crew. As far as I’m concerned, as long as they are on board, any vessel is good enough to carry the name Enterprise.

My best wishes to Commander Richard, Commander Dave, Commander Jory, Lieutenant Mitch, Lieutenant Kurt, Lieutenant Patty, Ensign Hilde, Ensign Roman, Ensign Yejide and Ensign Bill for the most joyous of holidays and for a happy, healthy and windy New Year.