Stardate 11352.6

Captain's Log: Stardate 11352.6
It's hard to believe, but, as announced by the Race Committee, last night marked the mid-way point for the Wednesday Night Race Series. It feels like we just launched the boat and people are talking about half-way points! Curse you Time! Slow down, will ya?

Now on to last night's racing, and, for the first time in what seems like an eternity, it actually was racing! What a difference tacking to the first mark makes! What a difference doing any tacks makes!

But, it was clear that Ensign Ceaser was not in favor of a tacking course, given the assignment he was given of grinding on upwind legs (and there were two of them.) He grinded slow. He grunted and moaned. He turned me into one of those captains who says things like, "Grind! GRIND! Come on, GGGRRRRRIIIIIIND! You can rest when you're dead!"

I won't say exactly how slow Ceaser was, but if that winch handle were attached to a Jack-in-the-box, poor old Jack would have suffered several panic attacks from claustrophobia, resulting in thousands and thousands of dollars in therapy.

So, we had a bad start. And we had to gain ground wherever we could -- and we did. As the night went on, our maneuvers were getting better and better. We took a last-place position at the start and transformed it into a solid second place, even on corrected time. Frustrating yet sweet at the same time.

The night was really nice - good breeze, comfortable temperatures and no sign of rain in the area despite the Weather Channel's 70% forecast. Missing for the night was Lt. Zoraida and my father, Commander Richard, marking it one of those rare Wednesday Night Races where I'm not being told on a regular basis that I'm pinching, don't have enough non-skid on the deck near the main controls, or that I don't call my sister enough.

Meanwhile, as many of the log readers are aware, I'm part of a C&C email correspondence list run by a website called Many of the upgrades that we've seen on the Enterprise are thanks to the discussions on this list, including things like water supply, engine maintenance, the portlight windows and floorboards. Over the past few weeks, there has been a heated discussion about which C&C design is the best, with each list member chiming in about the accolades of his or her own boat, ranging from a C&C Redwing to the C&C 40. At the Mystic Rendezvous last year, designer Rob Ball was asked which his favorite was, only to back off saying that to pick a favorite design is like picking a favorite child.

Finally, Captain Josh Muckley of the "Sea Hawk" based in Solomons, Maryland asked:

Alright guys, I've been biting my tongue. Is there no love for the 37+? For me the boat has been everything I ever wanted. Looks, performance, build quality, accommodations, and regular pier side compliments. How about some props Edd and Ken?
To which I replied:

I'm with ya! Ever since I saw the design of the C&C 37+ back in 1989, I thought -- perfection! When I was boat shopping in 2005, I finally got to step aboard one and I couldn't write the check fast enough.

I mean -- just look at this deck plan and accommodation plan -- It doesn't get any better than that! Don't squint or rub your eyes -- you saw it -- that's a walk-around queen-sized berth back there! So, as they say on MTV: Respect, Biotches! (Ok, I don't watch MTV and really don't know what that really means, but I'm ranting here.)

Just last night before racing, a big gust came through. Other crews were scrambling to get to the high side as their angle of heel put their rails under water. We were casually sailing along, drinking water, and discussing current events, all while the boat hummed along at 7.2 knots (Warp 7.2). Perfection I tell you -- perfection!

And yeah, I was at the Mystic Rendezvous last year and I heard Rob Ball's response saying that to pick a favorite design is like picking your favorite child, but come on, those of you with kids know that it's the older ones that are the most disappointing. You learned from your mistakes and the younger ones are the best. Let's just all admit it and let's move on.

This is coming from the first born of the family too. :-)
(Note: The 34+,R,XL and the 37+,R,XL were some of Ball's last designs in the C&C line.) and (Note: If I'm not in earshot, my father would totally corroborate the younger-is-better statement. Maybe even if I am in earshot.)

I think that pretty much settles it. Looking forward to next week's adventure.