Hello, WYC members! WYC mariners have been here, there, and everywhere this month, and as we go through the ‘dog days’ of the summer we’ve got our eyes on the 2017 WYC Charity Regatta. Make sure to mark your calendar for this important event and catch up on this and other WYC news below!
Picture: Kemah fireworks from S/V Neon Moon (credit: Joe Wyers)
On The Horizon: The Month Ahead
Upcoming events: Watch for and respond to the evites for these events!
- August Happy Hour: August 4 – 6:00 pm to 9:00 pm
- WYC Board Meeting: August 12 – 9:00 am to 10:00 am
- 2017 WYC Regatta: September 30 – 12 pm to 8:00 pm
Remember to check the calendar on the web site for more information on all scheduled events! https://www.waterfordyc.com/event-calendar/
September 30: 2017 WYC Charity Regatta: Race for the Wheel!
Only 64 days and counting until the 4th Annual WYC Charity Regatta and Event Dinner benefitting Sailing Angels Foundation!
Once again this year, WYC presents our annual charity regatta “Race for the Wheel” which is a traveling trophy for the first place finisher. This year, proceeds benefit the Sailing Angels Foundation, a local charity that provides opportunities for education and recreational therapy to special children with cognitive, physical or emotional needs or chronic illnesses as well as wounded warriors and military veterans. Please join us to help raise funds, enjoy the competition and post race festivities at Waterford Harbor Marina.
Please visit the 2017 Charity Regatta Event page on the WYC website or click here for the online ticket sales site to purchasing event/dinner tickets for the post-regatta party : https://www.eventbrite.com/e/2017-waterford-yacht-club-charity-event-benefitting-sailing-angels-foundation-tickets-26142277255
Additionally, if you or someone you know someone would be interested in entering the sailing regatta, please find the sign-up details on the 2017 Charity Regatta Event page on the WYC website or click here for direct regatta sign-up : http://www.regattanetwork.com/event/13934
Both the Dinner Event and the Sailing Regatta are open to members and non-members alike and we would like to see a great crowd on hand to support Sailing Angels Foundation.
Visit the website URL: http://www.waterfordyc.com for information on joining or renewing your membership.
Under the Keel: Scuttlebutt and Rumor
WYC Member Travels
An ad-hoc flotilla of WYC sailboats and crew traveled to that tropical paradise “Galveston Island” of the Fourth of July Weekend. Spotted more or less anchored in the ‘Tea Cup’ and later docked at the Moody Gardens Marina were S/V Neon Moon (Joe and Sheri), S/V Elizabeth (Wayne and Anne), S/V Point of Beginning (Doug and Mishelle), and S/V Ebb Tide (Steve and Melody).
Picture: (Below) S/V Neon Moon headed back up the ship channel
Picture: (Above) Exotic Galveston Island / Moody Gardens
WYC Commodore Trisha, Dennis, and their Carver Yacht M/S Big Booty Loch’R traveled to Port Aransas. Trisha writes “each year we drive our boat down the “ditch” (ICW) to Port Arkansas for our annual 4th of July family get-together and the Deep Sea Round Up fishing tournament!”
Picture: (Left) Trish and Dennis at the Deep Sea Round Up
Picture: (Above) Big Booty Loch’R
Elfie and Bill have quit the Houston heat with their Glacier Bay 2690 M/S Relapse in tow! They plan to ply the great lakes ‘Until it starts to get cold’.
Picture: (Below) Bill and ‘Relapse’ on the way ‘up north’
Now Hear This!
Did You Know??
We’ve been enjoying finding out how some of our member’s boats got their names. This month, Steve Barry tells us about his current vessel, S/V Ebb Tide and her predecessor, S/V Rip Tide:
S/V Ebb Tide
It all started as a fun day bodysurfing at a picturesque little bay off the east coast of South Africa called Belito bay. The Sun was shining, the weather warm and the rollers, coming in unchecked across the vast expanse of the Indian Ocean, were dumping themselves with a mighty crash on the white sandy beach. We were about to experience the power and fright of a Rip Tide. My daughter (Danielle 9) and my eldest Son (Martin 14) and I walked then swam out to the sand bar 100 yards off the beach. The swim in the clear blue water was refreshing and enjoyable; we began bouncing up as smaller waves washed through and back down again between waves till the right wave came along. (Always in groups of seven). Then, splashing like drowning cats, it was full tilt to the beach. Needless to say, after several successful trips back and forth to the beach, we came down after one big bounce to find there was no sandy bottom. In fact the beach was moving away from us. Looking left and right in the small bay the rocks were also moving inshore. Alarm bells rang. “Rip Tide”!
Picture: S/V Ebb Tide sailing of the Houston Ship Channel, 2017
The life guards on shark watch, and others on the beach keen to help, raced to our aid and to others caught in the same dilemma – some panicking uncontrollably and others calmly doing what they should that day. My daughter hung round my neck with assured confidence that I would save her, as my son and I stroked out at 45 degrees to the beach across the flow yet still toward the beach. One lifeguard got to my son and another with a surfboard specially adapted for rescue reached Danielle, I, and several others. We soon reached the beach.
Forty people were rescued that sunny afternoon and a sudden respect of the seas’ ability to change from a playground to a killing field in the blink of an eye was driven home. I am a qualified Dive-master and rescue diver and aware of the potential dangers, but when you are captivated by the joy of your children it is so easy to be distracted.
Once back in the UK I found a 22ft bilge keel sailboat abandoned in a builders yard, standing on a rusting car trailer. Her name struck a chord. She had to be mine. “Rip Tide” was a Van de Stadt designed Pandora day sailor in need of a lot of TLC. Here I was, to the rescue.
Picture: S/V Rip Tide upon being discovered
A year later, after a full rebuild, she was launched and she carried me and my crew (Mark, my youngest) hundreds of miles up and down the North Sea over the years to come.
Picture: S/V Rip Tide (After Restoration)
But it was time for a boat I could stand up in. Time for a boat that could go a little further. Time for a boat with a little more comfort. The search began and two years later in the good ole US of A, a Pearson 367 cutter became the subject of my desires. In July of 2009 she became mine, as a result of tough negotiation and me parting with a whole load of drinking vouchers.
Like “Rip Tide” she needed a mountain of TLC and was in desperate need of a name change. In keeping with her predecessor, I made the necessary sacrifices to The Four Winds and to the Gods of the sea, Poseidon and Neptune, and in due course she became “Ebb Tide”. For those who don’t know, it’s the name of the outgoing tide. A little like me as I reach retiring age. I’m also on my way out, but not just yet.
Ebb Tide and I have miles to go before we sleep and miles to go before we sleep.
By the way her name before her return to respectability was “Fredric’s abode”, Aaaaaghhh.