Hello there, it's Grace O'Mally, reporting once again, this time for the second leg of the Triangle race 2016
Kinsale to Treguier (leg 2)
|here, have an anti barf tablet. May cause hallucinations, a skin rash and a dry mouth.|
Downwind sailing to France? Anyone fancy that? It's all very well if your boat is set up for spinnakering like a pro. Boogie Nights is equipped with a spinnaker and a pole and some ropes and stuff. I've had a look at them and they're not all that. In fact you've gotta be pretty brave to use that set up because it all ends up going arseways pretty quickly...
But you know what I say? I say, aye it'll be grand. Give it a go. What you got to lose other than your mast or your limbs? Get on with ya.
Jayne has a fairly strict rule it's not used in anything more than 15kts of wind. Everyone agreed that it's a pretty good rule. That is, if by everyone we mean Jayne. Sue wasn't keen at all.
On the start line we had around 20kts and most boats were going for the big sails hoist. Sue looked on with mild mannered dismay as Jayne put the spinnaker pole in the ready position and got the Spinnaker bag clipped to the rail. For "just in case" she said.
|the faces of two soon-to-be-shagged-out knackered skippers after hand steering nonstop for over two days.|
|Resolute had similar ideas to get away from the start line and build some distance on white sails before hoisting their spinnaker|
We ended up with a nice colourful sea anchor around the bow and under it. Barbie caught it in her teeth, risked severing her cable tie she did.
Despite having the boom brake pulled to maximum tension, we still crash gybed countless times. The brake took the sting out of the gybes, but not the frustration from whoever was helming at the time. How many times could we crash gybe before something would break?
"How many times could either woman cope with the failure to reach the Minstrels or wine gums before crash gybing again?"
|are we nearly there yet?|
The Irish food that Sue had stocked up on was going down a treat. Another casserole with Irish beef and then the pizza. Oh the Pizza.
It was actually more along the lines of Cheese with cheese and a pizza base hidden within it.
When they were making the pizza back at the little shop in Kinsale, Aoife there shouted to her mate Nell,
"hey Nell, can ya put some cheese on that batch of pizzas?"
"Aye I did."
"Well, couldya put a bit more on?"
"Aye I will. "
"Make sure there's plenty on there."
"OK I put some cheese on the cheese"
"just stick a bit more on, just to be sure like. We can't have 'em thinking we scrimped on the cheese."
Sue and Jayne pondered the risks of becoming cheese-bound as they took turns to eat the entirely cheese based food from their dog bowls. The conversation took a turn for the abstract as Jayne cast a final piece of cheese overboard and pondered the possibility of a dolphin becoming cheese-bound.
Sue suggested that it might be similar to a petrified effect that can only be counteracted by looking at things through a mirror and not directly at it...
I'm going to leave this conversation here.
They had been hand steering for quite some time and that was A LOT of cheese.
No word from Barbie on the matter. I'm surprised, I thought she was a fan of dolphins. And cheese.
After another exhausting night of hand steering and crash gybing, we emerged the other side of darkness to be greeted with the scent of land.
The wind shifted and finally a brief spell of autopilot to give Jayne a welcome rest while Sue was off-watch in her bunk.
|evidence of "lady times"|
Then arrived the two French Customs dolphins, named Eeeheeehh eee Eeee ee and Ee Eeeeheeeh eep ee, (roughly translated that's Davide and Davidette) escorting all yachts in through the rocky entrance to the River. They swam alongside, almost touching the boat sometimes they were so close. Jayne stood helming but leaning over the side to get a better view. What she got was a face full of Davidettes blow-hole. Oh yes, and in public too. Nothing to declare. Nothing to see here. Move along.
|Gary (the owner of Amylou - on the left) was top host, along with his co-skipper|
|Russell (co-skipper of Amylou - on the right)|
Both chaps not only sailed like gentlemen, but also made sure to call their wives as they picked up a signal via the Scillies on their way to their 4th place in France.
|Sue sits next to James (owner/skipper of Katisha, a Contessa 32 came first in class 3 in leg 1 and 2.)|
|evidence of drinking past and drinking future.|
|evidence of the benefits of cockpit tables, even when racing.|
|team Resolute Dave and Gary, are just taking a little power nap at the back of Amylou. |
They're like coiled springs though.
There was the usual parade through the town, up to the cloisters in the Cathedral. And the ladies got the jet wash and dremmel out. They scrubbed up alright.
|You wouldn't believe how much cheese these women can eat.|
|Team Arrow, they came prepared for the parade.|
|Alan? Alan? Alan? Alan? Alan? Al? Al? Al? Steve? Steve? Steve? Steve? If you were part of the triangle fleet that were kept awake by the revellers shouting the above, then you need to see the following video link. If you heard anyone shouting Dave! Gary! Phil! etc, that was most likely Jayne, or Sue, or Phil, or Gary, or Dave, or possibly Russell, maybe someone else...|
|There's a bit of weed in this river. Some boats were hemp'd in... I said they were hemp'd in...|
weed...I'll get my coat.
|Some small adjustments to his chartered boat, A J109 called Bonfire 4. Gaffer tape has many uses, it's not just for kidnappings and stopping water leaks on hatches.|
|Mister Lucky, an Australian entry in the race and much welcomed by the fleet.|
|Sue has lost her parrot and her wooden leg. If you see either, please get in touch.|
|the fleet are finally back together in France, minus a couple of casualties who remained elsewhere to make repairs.|
|fellow triangleurs discuss techniques for catching Sues parrot.|
|Team Katisha (James and Phil on a Contessa 32) practice their gangster poses and acceptance speeches as they aim for the hat trick, hoping to win three out of three in their class.|
|The river that leads to Treguier is pretty with interesting houses and a real sense of history on the banks.|
|Sue googles "Dolphin petrification through cheese consumption" as we head out of Treguier for the start of the next leg.|
has anyone seen the figure head?
|abandoned cable tie? Has anyone seen Barbie?|