Blowing old boots

Well, so far not much to report sailing wise...

The dash for cash was scheduled in for yesterday but unfortunately the wind wasn't playing ball with 15 knots gusting up to 30 at times. Rashers and Jason went out for a quick blast in the morning but with racing set to take place in the river off the quay it was even more gusty. We're now set to race the dash on Tuesday after racing. With the marquee's so close to the shoreline it will be a pretty good spectacle and a good showcase for the Moth...

This left team GB with the task of getting rather drunk as the forecast was for more wind again for the practice race and not much chance for sailing. Ben was leading the charge and when I left near midnight was mumbling something about girls dancing on poles outside the sailors beach tent. Apparently Pete Bartons dance floor skills involve pretending to be a hermit crab and then waving his arms around. Jif, Doug and James found their way onto a tall ship in an attempt to climb the rigging but were left making shapes in the spotlights and shouting down the funnels. Lochy and wingman Lambert weren't seen until well into the following morning.

This place is a pretty excellent event so far with a massive festival atmosphere, loads of places to eat and our German hosts have made a lot of effort to make sure we're well attended to with free breakfast and plenty of evening entertainment and prizes courtesy of Nordea, FSE and CTM.

Todays practice races have been called off with more big breeze. Tomorrows looking much better and the sun is even forecast to make an appearance to hopefully by the time the racing kicks off it'll be all good and Bens hangover will have gone and Jason R's need to hang out in the changing room (warmest place he's found) will have passed.

I'm off to find some donuts. The cake here is excellent but the tea leaves a bit to be desired, luckily I've found a box of earl grey in the supermarket...