The start was won by Mickey Wright sailing a Laser. This was a short hop to the Spit nav can, a jibe and a long down hill run out to Mundon spit which was a joy to see as many of the fleet had not seen a squall or had a knee tremble for weeks.
A measure of care was required as the fleet speed outwards, passed Lawling point and into the full thwack of the incoming tide. As the leg, somewhat sailed by the lee to this point eventually led to jibe on. Roger and Edward, in a Fireball, opened up the entries to the Splat The Duck completion (and a very worthy, well executed Splat it was).
. . . . . . picture right: Kevin "I capsized to get out of the rain"
Keith (who it must be said was not having the best of days) got a good start, travelled the down hill well and made a good gain on Jacko on rounding Mundon Spit catching a good lift, lost the race by the narrowest of margins to be second. picture left: Keith loving his return to Maylandsea Bay Unfortunately the rumour has it that a slight wrong order of mark rounding has ended a tough day at the office. It is my view that we need finishers, all the marks were rounded and no short measure was gained. Kevin in the Fireball (who had been hiding away in the Sandhopper fleet) made light of the first race and handed out loads of stick to Lorna’s plea for “just one lap please” spent time with the fishes, along with a number of welcome returning visitors. Of which I would like to thank, on behalf of MBSC, for their support in filling the water and adding joy to the occasion only out done by the laughter from the Sandhopper gentry as they summed up the sailing capabilities of the club dinghy fleet. I would add, “you have seen nothing yet, chaps” now read on dit dit dit