Captain’s Log: Stardate 10622.2
Spring is here! How do I know? The calendar of course. Not by what’s going on outside. It’s 30 degrees in the morning, the highs never top 42 and the other day I woke up to snow flurries. The weather here is more fucked than Jenna Jameson.

But I know it will get warmer and we’ll all be racing again soon. In fact, the Enterprise is scheduled to be launched out of spacedock in five weeks. I just signed a work order to have the keel repaired, the bottom sanded and for paint to be applied. It’s true when they say BOAT stands for Break Out Another Thousand.

And, in a scam to beat all scams, I just got a bill for a replacement of the mooring, chain and attachments. Here’s how that works: You know that heavy mushroom anchor mooring that I got last year for the new Enterprise? They gave me a new one (sure.) It’s 12 feet down and I’ve never seen it. Apparently they checked it out (sure) and it’s bad (sure) and it couldn’t be repaired (of course) so they had to replace it (oh yeah) with another new one (sure) and they put it 12 feet down – and I’ll never see it either. So, it looks like I’m going to, you guessed it, Break Out Another Thousand. Oh well.

This year’s first, and most likely only, work party is scheduled for Sunday, April 9 at Barron’s Boat Yard off of Fordham Road on City Island (just down the street from Doyle.) We need to do some cleanup, some small installations and some electrical work. Commander Dave, our First Officer, wants to personally supervise and approve any installations done on what he calls HIS foredeck. This is great on a number of levels: First: I’m delighted that Dave is taking his responsibilities on board the Enterprise seriously; and Second: The mooring lines that I mentioned previously attach to the foredeck. I can’t wait to send him the bill.

Captain’s Log: Stardate 10620.3
Tomorrow evening, I will be heading back to City Island.

Another sailing seminar? No.
Moving back there? No. (Well, not yet anyway.)
Grabbing a ferry to Hart Island to dig up five John Doe’s so I can ship their rotting smelly bodies to Lefty’s home for not committing to yet another year of racing? No – and I’m shocked that you would even think of such a thing. Shame on you.

Tomorrow evening, I will be picking up our new Warp Drive engine. Today, I received a subspace message from Quantum that our new headsail, a technological wonder in the fusion of Carbon, Twaron and Dacron, is ready and that it is “a very sexy sail, it screams fast.” And if Commander Richard rips this one, it won’t be the only thing screaming.

I just hope we can live up to the sail’s reputation. Start studying up on sail trim, everyone. In the meantime, I have several seminars that I plan on attending and some work to do on the Enterprise. A work party date is coming soon – and I will need some help to install some of the deck hardware that I’ve purchased, including some new bow chocks and a little light that we’ll mount at the front of the base of the mast to light up the foredeck

The last thing we need is crew. We’re getting pretty thin (not me – losing thirty pounds was only the start.) Our leads have not panned out and it looks like we need an additional three or four regulars to make this season work. As much as I’d like to see Lt. Commander Mitch handle ALL the spinnaker lines, we should concentrate on friends, co-workers, clients, neighbors, acquaintances, and/or mistresses and get them to join us. Go over all the great perks, including sailing, racing, a new shirt (they’re on order,) and being publicly humiliated because they will be associated with an icon from a dying science fiction franchise.

OK. Maybe you should leave the last part out.

Captain’s Log: Stardate 10618.9
A little after midnight this morning, a fire started at Morris Yacht and Beach Club totally destroying the over-150-year-old Victorian building. There’s no word yet as to the cause other than being “suspicious.” It was confirmed, however, that Ernie wasn’t sailing nearby during the incident, and he has therefore been ruled out as a suspect. Rumors have been flying – the most interesting of which is that Johnny’s and Tony’s were frying something other than shrimp, clams and French fries last night.

It will be interesting to see what develops at the end of our little island over the next months and years.

Meanwhile, with temperatures due to hit the 60’s tomorrow under sunny skies, I will be heading out to the Enterprise tomorrow to start her springtime preparation. Aside from some electrical work, a little clean-up, and a few odd-jobs here and there, there’s really not that much to do. But, I plan to milk every minute of spare time doing it. I need to be back on board. It’s been a long winter (I’m sure Lt. Kurt will chime in and say that last winter was, to the second, as long as the winter before, but I’d rather he spend his time reading up on main sail trim – like in this article.)

Thanks to Commander Jory, we now welcome Crewman Nate Bonheimer to our ranks. Nate is a friend/co-worker of Jory’s whose father owned a sailboat of the same make and model of the Enterprise. I figure he won’t be on board a week before he tells us we’re doing everything wrong (We are – I just hate when someone tells me.) Jory says now that he has Nate locked in, he’ll work on the females he knows next. This, of course, leads me to question Jory’s priorities and has me wondering just how many times he’s seen Brokeback Mountain. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

This coming Wednesday, there’s a sail trim and sail material seminar at our club and on the 29th, an EBYRA-hosted seminar about safety and emergency situations given by Captain Henry Marx. I saw Captain Marx speak at an Atlantic City Boat Show years ago, and he managed to scare the crap out of me. Should be fun.

Updated sailing/racing schedule coming soon – including official dates for this year’s premiere yacht racing event: The Montauk Worlds Regatta.