
(Whidbey Island, WA)- Over the course of time, J/sailors from the
Pacific Northwest have dreamed of sailing one of their favorite regattas
of all time in Whidbey Island, the annual “race week” hosted by Oak
Harbor YC.
From Canada and California, Oregon and Idaho, and even Hawaii,
sixty-eight boats made the pilgrimage to sailing mecca for Whidbey
Island Race Week (WIRW). What counts is a glorious opportunity to
reconnect with old friends, make new ones, race hard, hone sailing
skills, dance, eat and take deep gulps of fresh, clean Pacific Northwest
air. New this year was a NFS cruising class, a J/80 one-design fleet,
and for a fifth or so of the fleet, this is their first WIRW. There
were twenty-eight J’s racing, one-third of the fleet. Here is how it all
went down, enjoy the daily reports.
Day One- Friday
The clock said 2:20pm when the westerly finally settled in Penn Cove,
but who’s counting? Race Week runs on island time. The wind’s delay
meant more time for making a run into Coupeville for a Bloody Caesar at
the Front Street Grill, a hoppy IPA and fresh steamed mussels at Toby’s,
or a triple scoop from Kapaw’s Ice Creamery. Or, perhaps a catnap on
the bow, far away from the work world’s worries, listening to the
“chi-kee” of a Kingfisher diving for its meal, or the sneaky splish of a
curious sea lion. Or maybe gazing at the fire-red trunks of the Madrona
trees circling the west end of the cove like a ruby necklace. However,
one chose to bide the time waiting for Charley Rathkopf’s CYC race
committee to signal the start of the first day’s first race, after 36
years it’s a wait that never gets old.
After a week or so of hottish temperatures, Thursday’s cooler weather
reminded the racers why they’re pros at layering, bundling up in foulies
only to strip down to shorts when blue finally appeared in the north
sky later in the day. On the race course, a swift ebb tide, beach
currents and flukey wind shifts combined to make leads swap like cards
in a fast-paced game of Go Fish. The first hand has been dealt, three
more to go!
Day Two- Saturday
After 36 years you might think you’ve seen it all at WIRW. Charley
Rathkopf’s race committee set a bizarro course that sent the fleet into
the mussel beds at the west end of Penn Cove, which they’ve done before,
but for the first time ever, they finished the race. Sure there were a
few classes that saw their courses shortened (the prudent thing to do)
but it still qualifies as a WIRW first. Winds had been forecast oh,
somewhere between 5 and 12, and with the RC calling for a start one hour
later than usual, Friday was NOT a lay day. Yay! Adding to the
challenge of playing chess with Mother Nature, the ebb tide saw nearly 2
knots at various places on the course, causing some boats to overrun
their sails. Unfortunately, a couple of the classes did see some DNFs
(so here’s hoping for a throwout). Regardless, it was a fun day under
the sun and on the water, with a stop at the Coupeville dock for a crew
or three, so in the grand scheme of things, who’s complaining?
Back at the marina, it was Pink Boat Regatta night, with donations
gladly given for the chance to play Bra Pong next to the refreshment
station, then dancing to crowd favorite Gertrude’s Hearse. They get
better each year, and it’s always fun to see fellow sailors out of their
foulies and into their top hats. After tucking into burgers or ribs
(yours truly got the last of ’em), the good-natured revelers continued
into the wee hours back at Tent City, though the laughter did eventually
die down, only to be replaced by the constant clanging of the
porta-pottie doors and the plaintive hoo, hoo-hoo of a lonely owl
Day Three- Sunday
Sunday seemed more like the Mad Hatter’s tea party. Too little wind, too
much current, cold weather, free hot showers (what?!?), new faces
picking up awards, old regulars wondering who tied cement blocks to
their keels.
Saturday’s weather wasn’t as favorable for others, however. Plenty went
from hero to zero, albeit it painfully slowly, as the pseudo-westerly
clocked to a southerly, sending the fleet on a scavenger hunt for a
river of anything in Saratoga Passage.
Courses were shortened, and some boats didn’t finish, whimpering while
limping back to the marina, hoping to nurse their unfulfilled racing
needs with hefty doses of freshly caught and cooked Dungeness crabs. The
ensuing scene was like some sort of primitive offering, the racers
holding claws aloft, mouths full of juicy meat, bribing and begging the
Northwest wind Gods for more breeze on Sunday. For all the frustrations
that light air days bring, back on terra firma, where the laws of nature
seemed at least a little less collusional, comments ranged from NSFW to
“We had a blast!”. A rich feast of memories was made regardless of the
lack of a stiff breeze, and will get embellished with each re-telling.
The ten-boat J/105 Class saw Jerry Diercks’s DELIRIUM take the class by
just one point over Erik Kristen’s MORE JUBILEE. Third was Chris
Phoenix’s JADED. The balance of the top five saw John Aitchison’s MOOSE
UNKNOWN take fourth and Jim Geros’ LAST TANGO in fifth.
The J/80 class continued to expand and this year’s fleet of six boats
saw very competitive racing for the top three boats. Winning was David
Schutte’s TAJ MAHAL, second was Lek Dimarucot’s UNDERDOG, third was Emre
Sezer’s RECKLESS.
In PHRF 2, it was Stu Burnell’s J/109 TANTIVY that won class closing
with three bullets. Then, David & Vernice Cohen’s J/90 EYE EYE won
PHRF 3 Sport Class. And, in PHRF 5 class, Pat Denney’s J/29 HERE &
NOW took an easy silver. Finally, in PHRF 9 Cruising enjoying the
festivities was Steve Kirsch’s J/35C WILDFLOWER, finishing in 4th.
Speaking of memories, be sure to check out all the photos of this year’s Whidbey Island Race Week at
http://www.janpix.smugmug.com — all proceeds benefit Kids Camp (thanks, Jan!).
Sailing photo credits- Jan Anderson For
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