Thanks all for a great race and an excellent debriefing here on the forums. Thank you Jackie in particular for serving as an inquisitive and courageous role model for new SSS recruits like myself.
This year was notably different from last year in so many ways. Wooshing along on the ebb and getting lifted with ease past Pt. Bonita was a distinct thrill compared to '12 when I turned back after a long day spent just reaching the Lightbucket. This year my fun juice ran out 3nm shy of the islands.
Like John, I had also had a late night making last minute preparations. I ended up running my lower lifelines, installing padeyes on the hatchboards, and a dozen other little jobs while motoring to the start. If it wasn't for that fortuitous postponement, I would have been quite late. My take home lesson, in addition to the new list of items to improve and install, is that I spent too much time taking care of the boat and too little taking care of myself. Lack of sleep set me up for a day of increasingly difficult decision making. The first one was skipping breakfast in lieu of rushing to ready the boat. Hungry, tired, and hurried, small tasks throughout the day became increasingly challenging.
I can't recall the last time I had an overriding turn on a winch, but it happened three times during this race. Tying a bowline took multiple attempts. I would gaze for long periods at my buried rail, then at my full main, repeating the mantra over and over in my head "if you are thinking about reefing, then it's time to reef", but lacking the initiative to move. 3 miles from the island the seas had become larger and steeper and, when I realized yet another long tack to starboard would be required to lay the island, I finally made the call at about 5pm and bore off for home. Once she was self steering well enough, I went below and cooked dinner. One tempeh rueben down the hatch and eureka! I felt like a million bucks. I hadn't had more than a couple handfuls of nuts all day. I suddenly wanted to turn back and complete the race, but I wouldn't have traded the dolphin escort past the headlands with the sunset glow on the GGB for anything. Next year, I plan to load BRE's (Burritos, Ready to Eat) on board, and hope to turn around AFTER the islands. Poco y poco.
Oh, and did anyone else see whales out there? I was lucky to spot two distinct spouts and shiny grey backs on the surface just north of the channel on the way out.
On the topic of jacklines, one technique I picked up somewhere is to soak them in a bucket for 30 minutes before installing them. This allows them to pre-stretch and should only tighten during the race.
Thanks again, everyone. It's good to be involved with you lot.
Brian
Maris