The Heineken Regatta was a very last second decision. When I packed up a spare pair of shorts and a clean t-shirt I did not think to take my camera, so sorry, no pics. I left Antigua not sure if I had a boat to sail on or a place to stay so I was really not sure what to expect. Sadly I arrived on Friday afternoon to find that Sandy, Mark, Max et al had been involved in a collision and were out of the regatta.
The weather was very unusual with 20 to 30 knots out of the north. I spent 2 months in St. Maarten and never saw wind straight from the north. There were two dismastings on the first day and at least one more on the second.
Max and I met and english guy named Steve on the dock on Friday morning looking for crew. We weren't looking for a boat to sail on a that time but the opportunity came up and who am I to say no to something fun. Three minutes later we were in a tender heading to his chartered Sunsail 39. Tubby little boat with not much keep. We were DFL on the first day, partly because the course was not clear and we sailed an extra couple of miles to a windward mark we did not have to round. Middle of the fleet on the last day.
The hightlight of the regatta was being on the beach Sunday night watching the Wailers (yes those Wailers) play until two in the morning and playing in the surf.
Many thanks to Tamara of Ric's for giving up some space on her couch.
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