From the Extreme Sailing Series in Qingdao, China.
I hope they had their shots. Fushan Bay is not what I would call clean.

From the Extreme Sailing Series in Qingdao, China.
I hope they had their shots. Fushan Bay is not what I would call clean.

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Travessia do Pacífico - Parte 10- Austrália from Eduardo Teiman on Vimeo.
Beto Pandiani and Igor Bely sailed across the Pacific on a Clairefontaine 25 foot beach cat from South America to Australia. The journey started in September 2007 from Vina del Mar, Chile and ended at Bundaberg, Australia in November 2008. This is one of many videos chronicling their journey. Mais videos.
It's funny, I didn't know that I could understand Portuguese.
Via the Fatu-Hiva Team

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Travessia do Pacífico - Parte 10- Austrália from Eduardo Teiman on Vimeo.
Beto Pandiani and Igor Bely sailed across the Pacific on a Clairefontaine 25 foot beach cat from South America to Australia. The journey started in September 2007 from Vina del Mar, Chile and ended at Bundaberg, Australia in November 2008. This is one of many videos chronicling their journey. Mais videos.
It's funny, I didn't know that I could understand Portuguese.
Via the Fatu-Hiva Team

The crew of Neutrogena take advantage of flying fish bashing their heads onto the side of their boat. It looks like it's time to eat.
Via pressure-drop.us

Lasers, oh the horror!
Via the guy who threw me off his front page to have me linger outside in the cold with my hoof on the window looking in while all the others are having a jolly good time.
No water, no problem.
Where did I put my bottle of vodka?

Gary quotes some bearded fellow from the O Dock.
Just some sailor from San Francisco. I wonder if he's any good?
Another guy who was deleted by the blogger who deleted me from his blog roll. More on that tomorrow.
Finally, the grand old man of sailing.

Najad 332 with vibrant green sail slicing across the chop in Newport, RI.
Photo: David Liscio.
Via Sailing Magazine.

Docking with style and grace.

Heeling is where a vessel tips sideways to some extent. The term is usually used in connection with the lean caused to a sailboat by the wind's force on the sails. A vessel may also heel if there is a greater load on one side than the other. This may happen if the cargo shifts or is not loaded correctly or if passengers or crew congregate on one side. In extreme cases, the vessel may lean so much that it overturns.
In sailing, heeling is a result of the force of wind on the sails. Some heeling is inherent in sailing; as the force of the wind is transferred into forward motion, any excess is transferred into sideways motion, some of which is slippage and some of which is heeling. A boat that has too much sail set so that it heels over beyond a certain angle will sail less efficiently.
When a boat is heeled, the center of effort changes. The center of effort is the pivot point of the sails and is related to the center of lateral resistance, which is below the waterline. One way to reduce heeling is to move the center of lateral resistance upwards by raising the centerboard or daggerboard. The boat will have less resistance below the waterline and consequently less heel. (This method does not apply to boats with fixed keels.)
Crew weight can be a factor on a small or light boat. If the helmsman and/or the crew shifts their weight to the upwind side of the boat, known as hiking, the centre of gravity will change as their body weight reduces the heel.
Sail trim is the primary cause of heeling; the most common way to reduce heeling is to reduce the amount of wind in the sails. There are several ways to accomplish this:
Unbalanced helm is a byproduct of excess heel. The design of the sails and the hull of the boat combine to cause the boat to “head up” into the wind. As more force causes more heel, the boat “pulls” as it tries to head up, causing a difficult helm called weather helm. This condition is exacerbated by excess heel and measures put in place to reduce heel will reduce weather helm. Lee helm, the opposite of weather helm, is actually corrected by some additional heel, one of the few cases in which excess heel is beneficial.
source: wikipedia
photo: Cutter Partridge



"WRECK OF THE HESPERUS"
It was the schooner Hesperus,
That sailed the wintery sea;
And the skipper had taken his little daughter,
To bear him company.
Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax,
Her cheeks like the dawn of day,
And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds,
That ope in the month of May.
The Skipper he stood beside the helm,
His pipe was in his mouth,
And he watched how the veering flaw did blow
The smoke now West, now South.
Then up and spake an old Sailor,
Had sailed the Spanish Main,
"I pray thee, put into yonder port,
for I fear a hurricane.
"Last night the moon had a golden ring,
And to-night no moon we see!"
The skipper, he blew whiff from his pipe,
And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Colder and louder blew the wind,
A gale from the Northeast,
The snow fell hissing in the brine,
And the billows frothed like yeast.
Down came the storm, and smote amain
The vessel in its strength;
She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed,
Then leaped her cable's length.
"Come hither! come hither! my little daughter,
And do not tremble so;
For I can weather the roughest gale
That ever wind did blow."
He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat
Against the stinging blast;
He cut a rope from a broken spar,
And bound her to the mast.
"O father! I hear the church bells ring,
Oh, say, what may it be?"
"Tis a fog-bell on a rock bound coast!" --
And he steered for the open sea.
"O father! I hear the sound of guns;
Oh, say, what may it be?"
Some ship in distress, that cannot live
In such an angry sea!"
"O father! I see a gleaming light.
Oh say, what may it be?"
But the father answered never a word,
A frozen corpse was he.
Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark,
With his face turned to the skies,
The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow
On his fixed and glassy eyes.
Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed
That saved she might be;
And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave,
On the Lake of Galilee.
And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept
Tow'rds the reef of Norman's Woe.
And ever the fitful gusts between
A sound came from the land;
It was the sound of the trampling surf,
On the rocks and hard sea-sand.
The breakers were right beneath her bows,
She drifted a dreary wreck,
And a whooping billow swept the crew
Like icicles from her deck.
She struck where the white and fleecy waves
Looked soft as carded wool,
But the cruel rocks, they gored her side
Like the horns of an angry bull.
Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice,
With the masts went by the board;
Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank,
Ho! ho! the breakers roared!
At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach,
A fisherman stood aghast,
To see the form of a maiden fair,
Lashed close to a drifting mast.
The salt sea was frozen on her breast,
The salt tears in her eyes;
And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed,
On the billows fall and rise.
Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,
In the midnight and the snow!
Christ save us all from a death like this,
On the reef of Norman's Woe!
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

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Oops...Oups...Opa(not to confuse Mr. Fish with his Grand Dad)

This video comes to us from Richard, a long time reader and wahine admirer up in Canada.
(who waits with eager anticipation for the ice to thaw.)
note to Richard: drink rum my friend, Spring is around the corner.
"This is the first flight of the kite cam from Hacienda II - My Sabre 34MKII Sailboat. We flew it on the 3rd sudo-annual 'Cookie Cruise' -- this year to Frenchman's Bay on Lake Ontario. Winds were about 10-15kts. The camera is a GoProHD mounted to a servo controlled KAP rig and a Flowform kite."
Hacienda II is a 1989 Sabre 34 Targa owned by Richard Peirce and Bonnie Del Bianco. Their home port is THSC, Toronto, Canada. [Brrrrr!]
