4 Sept 1960, Santa Cruz Sentinel "Sentinel Reporter Tells of Sleepless Yacht Voyage"

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4 Sept 1960, Santa Cruz Sentinel "Sentinel Reporter Tells of Sleepless Yacht Voyage" - By Jack Rannells You don't co to sleep dur ing...
By Jack Rannells You don't co to sleep dur ing the Windjammer yacht race and enjoy it to the full est. We found this out Friday night or more accurately, early Saturday Saturday morning. A last minute guest aboard Superior Superior Judge Gilbert Perry's 44-foot 44-foot 44-foot ketch, Polaris, which finished 15th, we keenly followed the mechanics of the maritime race until about 3 a.m. Then -we -we conked out below deck for a short nap. Subconsciously we were aware that things were going on, but we could not bring ourself to awaken until 6:20 a.m. Just in time to hear the sea lions barkfasting near New Years island. We found to our dismay that we had missed the hectic scramble scramble after the popping of our spinnaker from its boom (for the second time) and a complete complete change of our rigging. I say "our." The wall still has a rocking tendency as my eyes focus intently on the Remington keyboard. keyboard. Surfboard Race Scheduled Today A four-mile four-mile four-mile surfboard race across the Santa Cruz watertront has been set for noon today. About eight hardy surfers are expected to circle the Cowell cliffs and Seabright buoys twice in the race beginning and ending 01 Sleepless Yoc Judge Perry was kind enough to accept a stiff-legged stiff-legged stiff-legged green-gilled green-gilled green-gilled reporter aboardship late Friday afternoon. His crew already already was set, with sons Jim and Skip, and a friend, Clark Smith of Orinda, having put the boat in racing shape. Mrs. Perry tended the galley. Pre-race Pre-race Pre-race banter among the yachting community is enough to make the day. Weather is the underlying concern. concern. Eventually, each of the wily skipper wrangles the latest intelligence from the other. Then each persists in his own impeccable source. Handicapping is an important part of the Windjammer. However, much of the final re-sut re-sut re-sut seems to hang on the optimum optimum use of winds and gasoline. In short, good guesswork. Each boat is permitted to use engines for a maximum of four hours. W hen and where is up to the skipper. His tempting during any lull, but wind is notoriously short near Santa Cruz and some must be saved for that. Judge Perry, his Polaris flying seven Windjammer pennants dating dating back to 1953, had his race set before the series of warning and starting cannonades from the St. Francis Yacht club house along the San Francisco marina at 6 p.m. The Polaris motored out through the Golden Gate rather than fight incoming breezes and a flood tide. She passed the armada of 38 contestanting boats, with the exception of the sleek schooner Yankee. Out around mile rock lighthouse lighthouse and Seal rocks and we were the San Francisco ht playland area, a lack-lustre lack-lustre lack-lustre string of lights in the dusk. The engine was cut at 7:05 after it began smoking up. One of "those- "those- pills" kept our stomach at peace at least until we got beyond the San Francisco city limits. Then, in four shortspaced spasms, we decided against further further eating or drinking. A stew in the galley smelled wonderful, though. Near Montara, the spinnaker finally was let out, and just about the time the Giants choked choked off a ninth inning Dodger rally (as we clutched a transistor transistor with lethal fury) the crew settled down for an evening of off-again, off-again, off-again, on-again on-again on-again winds. Lighter boats, including one cluster of four Farallones clippers, clippers, passed the Polaris. Being passed is a subtle occurence, occurence, fully realized only after it actually happens and the red and green warning lights appear off the bow, in the direction of primary interest. Friday night was ideal, a full moon illuminating the translucent ceiling of fog and the weather being so warm that there was no discomfort of cold hands or face. But there was little wind. Other crews made a sea of stars as they lighted decks for fiddle with rig-ginp. rig-ginp. rig-ginp. Judge Perry had enough motor motor time left to bring the Polaris Polaris flying in from New Years island. This is where we came to after our "nap." Early morning sun rays down to the ocean were like legs holding holding -up -up the fog above the shadowed shadowed terraces and hills of Ano Nuevo and Waddell bluffs. But the sun did not shine on Polaris. I n ra The engine w"as still overheat-, overheat-, overheat-, ing and it was 45 minutes before',-Judge before',-Judge before',-Judge Perry reasoned out the ob' vious solution. Two knocks on the regulator with a ballpien hammer. The Polaris made up ground after that but found the bulk of the fleet already anchored, pennants pennants and highball glasses waving, when she cut around the naked end of the municipal wharf shortly shortly after 10 a.m. LET ME HELP YOU I If you have a mortgage on j your home, there is a Metro- Metro- U politan Plan whichyouought to know about! rl It will help to protect your 'V family against possible loss of their home, if anything ( fatal should happen to you. J i uci mc ICU jruu auuui una i I plan, give you the facts and 1 1 figures for your home I DOUGLAS ASCHE GArden 6-4096 6-4096 6-4096 Representing 1 1 Metropolitan Life Insurance Company l i

Clipped from Santa Cruz Sentinel04 Sep 1960, SunPage 9

Santa Cruz Sentinel (Santa Cruz, California)04 Sep 1960, SunPage 9
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