It was a beautiful light air, blue sky, 65 deg day. Until the wind speed dropped to zero around 1pm. Our CHESSS class only had three boats registered and two dropped out because of the forecast for wind dropping to zero on Saturday and strong wind on the nose for the return trip home on Mother’s Day. We started anyway.
At the warning signal we had five knots of breeze and good speed but a lull at the one minute horn left us close to a minute late at the downwind start. Got the spinnaker up quickly and danced the boat downwind, with my savvy crew Rod M calling the shots to keep the spinnaker flying through lulls and 50 degree wind shifts.
CHESSS was given the first start and an hour after starting we were still the lead boat. This was not a heroic accomplishment since all of the other boats started later but as one of the few good old boat with white sails it felt good to look back. Around 1pm the wind dropped to zero and the fleet caught up and passed us. We floated along with the same flotsam next to the boat for five minutes at a time. The weight of the jib made it impossible to get any shape in the sail and it choked off any flow behind the main. One knot puffs came at random from every direction.
Midway down Poplar Island we did the math and guestimated an ETA at Oxford of 7pm. That seemed crazy so we called the RC and retired. This was a relief because the forecast for the trip home was ugly and I was due for Mother’s Day activities Sunday near noon.
We motored north toward West River and a fine SE breeze eventually filled in, allowing us to sail pleasantly into Galesville and anchor for a nice meal at Pirate’s Cove. Given the probability of a front blowing through overnight we moved over to Rhode River after dinner and re-anchored.
Sleep was secure in our protected anchorage through rain, thunder and lightning but we woke to a dismal scene of rain, dark clouds and wisps of fog. Thankfully that all burned off by 8am and we had a pleasant motor trip back home, getting to the dock well before noon.