Two days away on Madsu, a short solo trip up to Plumper Cove on Keats Island.
Wind was basically inflow into Howe Sound, but loads of puffs and crazy gusts on the outbound trip made for a fast and furious ride, albeit in the sunshine. Madsu rarely made under 5 knots SMG, no matter what point of sail it seems.
Spent a rocky night at the Cove with the wind blowing in from the straight. Once again, Madsu was the smallest boat in the park – but looking sharp under her blue tarp and a foredeck full of sailbags.
Trip home this morning was outstanding – hit by three separate squalls and cracked 6.5 knots SMG on a close reach. Frantic tiller/mainsheet work as boat went from flat to pinned in gusts, even with a reefed main and #2 jib.
Thankfully, now have my new North Sails foresails – made for a hairy and fun trip home. Surprise ! Not another sailboat in sight until I headed into Queen Charlotte Channel. Squalls came complete with cold, horizontal rain and a few hailstones. Still wearing shorts, but also had to don a toque and heavy foul-weather jacket for the ride.
No time for lunch or photos, just time for tiller and trim.
Verdict: when can I do THAT again.
One reply on “Wet, Cold, Hungry and Tired. Now That’s Sailing”
Wow, that’s truly the west coast experience. Sailing always makes you feel so alive!