|Corpus Christi from across the Bay|
But... then my mind went to work on me. We haven't even taken Dos Libras across the Bay. It's been more than a year! Maybe this is our opportunity. So, I asked Bruce if he was interested in joining this annual event in the Cruising Class and he said YES!
This, the 51st Navy Regatta, is the biggest racing event in the Corpus Christi area. Each year, racers and cruisers from all of the area clubs come together to recognize and show appreciation for our local Naval Base by inviting Enlisted Men and Officers to crew as guests aboard our sailboats. We race over to NASCC where we anchor out and party, then we race back to Corpus Christi the next day. Bruce and I have done this race many times and it's always the event of the year.
We attended the Kick-Off party at BYC on Friday evening. The place was crowded and it looked like the regatta would be well attended. We spent a quiet night aboard, followed by a peaceful morning...
Until... what's that SMELL!? Some rapid investigative work found a clogged vent on our aft head was pressurized to the point that sewage was seeping out of the hose and slithering down the inside of our hull under the bed! OH NOOOOOOOO!!!!! Why does stuff like this always happen when we have GUESTS!??? Well, at least Robert and Kathy are "boat people" and didn't hold it against us. Robert even got right in there to help! I reserved the best job for myself. I slopped up the slime with paper towels, then cleaned it with Pine Sol and followed up with a splash of bleach water for good measure. All the while, Kathy ate her cereal, seemingly unaffected by the scent wafting through the AC vent which pulls from underneath our bed. Gotta love that woman!
We reached the finish line and ducked out of the way as racers came across. No finish for us!
|This is the reason we're here!|
The crews aboard the racing boats began to leave for the rewards banquet ashore. We relaxed in the water until sundown. We weren't going anywhere.
|Time to go...|
The Boys hung out with Bruce for a while asking questions about the boat and stuff. Bruce took them back to shore and I learned later that these guys weren't as dumb as I thought... They got Bruce's phone number and send an invitation to dinner sometime soon and oh, by the way... Brittney and a friend could come along too...
Jezabelle had some bouts with seasickness on the way across the bay on Saturday. I'm still not convinced that it isn't as much nerves as anything else... So I made the decision to let her pick her spot for the sail back to Port A. This turned out to be a success as there was no seasickness going back. Food for thought...
|See the red can left and the shoaling on the right?|
Our only concern in going back to Port A was getting through a narrow spot in the ICW called "The Eye of the Needle". The channel markers are often off station and the shoaling can make the passage very narrow.
We made it through and the rest of the way was no sweat. The boat handles so well it is a pleasure to sail. Everyone got their chance at the helm, although Brittney declined... choosing to remain boat fluff. There were no trophies to set on our mantle... but we have no mantle, so it's all about the experience. Once our guests had left and life returned to normal for us, we sat on the back deck and relived the weekend's events. We were glad we had chosen to do this, our last Navy Regatta.