Captain's Log: Stardate 11140.0
Last night, the Enterprise had a full compliment of crew on board along with special guests, the captain and first officer of the USS Resolute out of Starbase Atlantic City; Chuck and John Schaeffer. The Resolute, a C&C 34R, has similar rigging to that of the Enterprise, and, in an effort to increase their knowledge of spinnaker workings on their boat, they found the Captain's Log on the Internet and, despite that, decided to come out anyway. After all, we still rank #1 on Google for "Spinnaker Clusterfuck". Scary part is we're #2 and #3 too.

One crewperson did ask why they chose to keep their boat at Atlantic City, to which the captain responded that it was close to home. I think it's because it's just that much easier to place the boat on the Pass Line. Come on 7 or 11! Boy, if I lived near Atlantic City, we'd probably be on the Enterprise-F by now -- or back to sailing a Blue Jay (with a boat loan on it.)

As we powered out to the starting area, we swore-in new Crewmen Emily Glodek and Alex Depetris as official members of the Enterprise Crew. Basically, you get a geeky embroidered-logo shirt to sweat in. "I, state your name, do solemnly swear to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before."

Our start wasn't horrible, but could have been better by the favored end of the line, which, by the way, was the committee boat named "Favored End". Even still, we had clear air and good speed, heading up the course at Warp 6.3. The weekend before I had spent some time, muscle and sweat tuning the rig -- and I think we saw a real difference.

We approached the sole windward mark very close to a fishing boat and just behind The Terrorist, who, thanks to an adjustment to his rudder over the winter gives us time -- thanks also to the ever-corrupt tinkerings of the YRA PHRF Board (as Todd Aven once pointed out, the P in PHRF doesn't stand for Performance -- It stands for Political.)

Our spinnaker set was fast! It was so fast that a part of the spinnaker couldn't keep up with the rest of it and we ended up flying with a 2-foot hole in the chute. For the first time in my racing career, I was praying that the wind did not increase. One good tear and Bam! -- Several thousand down the bilge.

The team did an amazing jibe, still on Choucas' tail, with no loss of speed whatsoever. As soon as the new guy was taught and the pole was in place, Dave turned to Captain Chuck and his son and said, "OK. Did you guys get all that?"

There was silence. Yeah, well, it took us a few seasons to get it right. So, don't sweat it.

Saving the best for last, we actually passed Choucas on the downwind leg, crossing the finish line first in our division. Unfortunately, we needed at least another minute's-worth of distance on Glory Days behind us, so we ended up correcting into second. All in all, a great race. Well done by the entire Enterprise team and our guests.

Finally, on our way back to the mooring, we were experiencing problems with one of the mast cars -- the main was stuck half way up the mast. Many thanks to Crewman Beth (a/k/a Spiderwoman) for sprinting up the mast and fixing the problem. I'll look at it all before next week's race.

Have a great Memorial Day weekend everyone -- I'm planning to get a little sailing in on the Runty Kid II, formerly known as the Enterprise-A.

Captain's Log: Stardate 11138.1
Last night, the crew of the Starship Enterprise stepped aboard to begin our first mission of the 2011 season -- our first race of the EBYRA Wednesday Night Race Series. The radar wasn't looking too good, but what the hell -- why not start the season with some breeze and another evening where damp was the new dry.

Missing for the night was Lt. Zoraida (still in Florida), Lt. Kurt, and Commander Jory who chose to stay home because of the snwiffles. That's right -- Poor wittle Jowy was too sicky to come out and play with us.

I must admit that I did have my concerns with a first night of the season being in so much weather and wind - especially since the entire crew was rustier than a never-garaged 1978 Ford Pinto, but we did very well. In fact, I was proud of the efforts of everyone on board, even our two newbies: Crewman Alex and Crewman Emily. And even with the weather, it looked like everyone was having a great time.

That's not to say we didn't make some errors -- I didn't point well on the first leg, tacked a little too late on the windshift on the last leg and, this is one of those phrases that could only come from the sport of sailing, my father did a lousy job of blowing the guy during the jibe.

What's worse is that, right now, between reading the log and wiping his nose with tissues, Jory is thinking to himself that he's proud that, despite his less years of experience, he can blow a guy better than Richard.

We crossed the line in second place, correcting into third, but nonetheless, a great, great evening. I hope future races will have as much breeze, but perhaps a little less rain -- my foulies are still dripping in the back of the Jeep.

Captain's Log: Stardate 11135.1
I'm proud to announce that the Enterprise was launched out of spacedock yesterday and has assumed standard orbit, ready for her to continue her mission boldly sailing through the final frontier.

Many, many thanks to Lt. Kurt, Lt. Kenny, Lt. Jonathan and Crewman Alex who were a tremendous help moving jackstands, loading sails and ensuring the Enterprise remained at peak condition during the launch.

The launch went smooth as ever and the impulse drive started right up. As we cruised to our mooring, I remarked that there was a time, back in January, after receiving our third hit of over 20 inches of snow, that I thought this day would never come. But the day has arrived and the Enterprise is better than ever.

Once at the mooring, I went to do a little work down below while the three veteran Enterprise crew gave Crewman Alex a bit of an orientation to the ship's systems, followed by a rigging of the main sail and then a 20-minute long (seemed longer) procedure in flaking (or is is Flaks-ing?) the mainsail onto the boom. Jonathan was quick to manage, even micro-manage, the steps and I figured it was only a matter of time before Kenny, Kurt, and perhaps Alex too, would revolt followed by a splash into the chilly Eastchester Bay. But, to be honest, listening to the good-natured bickering above while sweating down below, I was in heaven. The season is here. Finally!

Lastly, an honorable mention goes out to Crewman Emily who was determined to acclimate herself to the rigors and frustration of light air sailing by driving no faster than 3 knots on I-95 from Stamford to City Island. After a few hours, and only reaching Mamaroneck, she decided to turn around.

Members of the crew will be performing RC duty for this Wednesday's race. All crew are requested to attend a shakedown training cruise the Monday after with our first race just two days after.