Cowes seemed a bit quieter today, weather beautiful and at last some wind, though not a lot. Still, racing was about to start for these competitors, although they didn’t seem to be sure which way to go! From a personal point of view I now know my Darings from my Etchells, just seeking a brave [...]
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Final day brings wind
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 11, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Poor winds delay play
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 7, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
What is a poor guy to do? I make the effort to get to Egypt Point for 11 to catch the start of today’s racing, only to find that they’ve not arranged for wind this morning. Or at least only a couple of knots, the boats were getting in a right tangle, milling around the [...]
Feel the beat…
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
… Samba that is! Stumbled across FaT Samba performing in Cowes and really enjoyed their performance. As a former member I had become disillusioned with what I saw as Island samba overkill, but this band are great; made me want to play again. You can catch them performing again on the Thursday of Cowes Week.
End of the day
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
With a start at 11 and back by 3, it takes some endurance to compete in Cowes Week events and by Monday it seems the bulk of the competitors can be found downing pints by mid afternoon. Women tend to be scantily clad and sporting acres of sunburnt flesh and blokes can be spotted wearing boring [...]
The big boys always win
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 5, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
It’s Sunday morning and Cowes Week 2007 is well and truly underway with the allcomers Portsmouth and back race. It’s about time they handicapped this race, Grimaldi seem to have it in the bag!
Take it easy
Posted in Cowes Week 2007 on August 5, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Saturday, the first of Cowes Week 2007, but what do we find? Idlers abound. As I was sitting sipping my Earl Grey Tea and munching on marmalade and pecan cake, at the Outlook Bar at Gurnard Marsh, I couldn’t help but notice these yachting types dangling their legs over the side of their boat; you’d [...]
