The SSS hasn’t posted the official results yet but a quick calculation, a little dirty (after) math and some pretty informed guessing puts us in hopes of Rob placing last. He’s just happy he finished. He said that when he passed under the Gate, he almost turned left to come home instead of crossing the line in front of Golden Gate YC. But what would be the point of that? His first goal was to finish and he did. He doesn’t give a rat’s ass how he places!
Check out the shots Peter Lyon took on the way out here. This guy’s an animal — he covers nearly every race on the Bay — and his rates for purchasing shots is very reasonable.
One of the reasons Rob was so slow coming in was because he was carrying a lot of extra water. Apparently Asshole didn’t really goop up the hull-deck joint, just the screws of the rubrail.
Since Tess sails on her ear, a lot of water found its way to the bilge. Rob said he had to pump it dozens of times — nearly constantly — to keep it below the floorboards. And Tess has a pretty deep bilge to begin with. That’ll slow ya down!
But he made it and tucked into the spare slip next to Silent Sun. It was pouring POURING so we just flaked the main, grabbed his essentials and hopped back aboard SS where the heater was running full blast. We normally would put the boat away nicely but it tweren’t gonna happen last night! Shameful, I know.
Everthing on this side of the boat was drenched in saltwater, including Rob’s feather pillow!
He planned on sleeping in today then will begin cleaning things up. At least we know what we need to fix now!
