That's a bit over the $30 limit on our family's Secret Santa list. (I'm asking for a quart of Epifanes and some sandpaper.)
That's a bit over the $30 limit on our family's Secret Santa list. (I'm asking for a quart of Epifanes and some sandpaper.)
I don't think they would fit under the hiking straps, and the colour would clash with the yellow hull.
Some have inquired as to my intention of founding the CBC, the renowned Capitola Boat Club, other than welcoming sailing friends for High Tea and cookies. The answer is for years I was nixed from sailing venues. A few I remember: In Nassau being barred from the Paradise Island Casino for the final trophy presentation as I was underage. More ignominious was having to sit in the car in the Olympia Brewery parking lot, unable to accept a first place in the '62 Star Nationals in Seattle, again for being underage.
Then nixed entry into the Biscayne Bay and Coral Reef YC's in FLA because my hair was too long..denied membership at Santa Cruz YC and Royal Hawaiian Ocean Racing Club because of the appearance of being a non-Corinthian, aka "professional."
Was kicked off the '83 US Admiral's Cup Team by officialdom while navigating SCARLETT O'HARA, also for the appearance of being a professional.
Couldn't get into the Empress Hotel for the Swiftsure because I was wearing Levi's. The New York YC nixed entry on general principles that I wasn't a member, as did the Acapulco YC, and St.FYC at Tinsley Island.
Finally achieved success when the ultra-conservative Royal Yacht Squadron at Cowes had to admit us to their hallowed halls as we had won their Queens Cup on IMP...As skipper, I was standing next to the Queen's daughter, Princess Anne, on the soft sod turf of the RYS, when she was called on stage to present us with the historical trophy on behalf of her Mum, Queen Elizabeth.
For a moment, Princess Anne didn't budge. Then leaned over and whispered near my ear "would you give me a lift?"
"Most certainly," I replied, "how do I do that?"
Said the Princess to the Sleddog, "My high heels are stuck in the lawn. Just put your arm around my waist and lift up."
Needless to say, a few minutes later on stage when being presented with the Queen's Cup, I snuck in a clandestine wink at Anne and she returned the favor with a broad smile.
No royalty here at CBC, just the usual suspects, ice cream, and no membership restrictions.
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Late one night we launched a fully-rigged Laser into the pool at Tinsley Island. What goes around comes around.
These stories suck, Skip ! Discrimination in every form does. Women in sailing have experienced this a lot to- not being allowed to be members, have club voting rights, etc. You earned all of those trophies and your sailing ability should have allowed you sail on any boat you were asked to sail on. Welcome to the Inverness Yacht Club. We don't and never did discriminate here, and we welcome you.
Awww, Skip. At my house here I even mop the kitchen floor before you visit. Surely, by now, you know where to go to feel treasured.
A nice shot yesterday by Rainer of his and Howard's pigeon flock at Santa Cruz Harbor. Curiously, pigeons don't migrate. In Rainer's flock is at least one banded homing pigeon, "Bandy," who got lost flying from the Sierra foothills to Mendocino and now calls Santa Cruz home with it's owner's permission.
The island in the right background is the Monterey Peninsula southeast of Santa Cruz
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What an incredible shot, Skip- wow !!! I was definitely confused by the " island in the right background" , but I see now that it is the gap at Watsonville. Beautiful !!!!!!!