Jack Sailing. I love sailing by Daryl Geary proprietor of Jack Sailing (part 2)
By Jack Sailing, Mar 19 2015 05:06PM
For the following five years amongst other boats I was very fortunate to crew a Melges24. To this day I believe this to be the most exciting boat I have sailed, (apart from my RS400 of course). Sailing with different Helms & Crews gave me the experience I have today and I thank all those people for that.
I would like to thank Steve Williams from The Royal Torbay Yacht Club for teaching me what all the ropes did. I remember Steve telling me to dump the kite halyard. He didn't mean let it go! You can imagine what happened next. I hadn't done that job before! He taught me to fly the kite. 'You are the engine', 'you are the power' he used to say, again & again & again. I was NEVER allowed to take my eyes of it!!!
At Dartmouth Regatta, sailing on the Melges 24 with Norman & Guy Broom, the forecast was 35Knots so we thought we would go out and take a look. Just outside the river mouth we popped the kite up. Before we knew it we were sailing in BIG waves and doing at least 25knots. I had never been that fast on a sailing boat. The kite had the boat and Norman was following it - he didn't have any choice. All five of us hanging off the back of the Melges24. It was like being on a power boat (but much better)! The decision was made to GET IT DOWN. We had travelled a great distance and it took us one and a half hours to beat back to the river. WOW what a run! I'm still grinning!. Thanks Norman!
In 2002 I brought an old Lark and joined Babbacombe Corinthian Sailing Club to learn to helm, and the following year I brought my RS400.
I brought my RS400 thanks to Garry Pharre. A windy Saturday we met for a drink at Babbacombe Corinthian Sailing Club. He said do you fancy a sail? I said yes. Any wind from the east makes getting on or of Oddicombe beach difficult but Garry reassured me that if we picked the right wave we would get off OK. He sat me on the thwart, jib sheets in hands, all ready to go. But we picked the wrong wave! The boat was picked up like a feather and thrown backwards, and I found myself underneath being squashed between the thwart and sand. What's happened to the mast? Where's Garry? OUCH!!! As we all know, there is always air under a dinghy somewhere so eventually I got out OK. After a stiff whisky, thanks to Nicole, we were all OK - just a bit unlucky with that wave?