Day One of the Cap'n Morgan Race
Submitted by Chris Wojnar on Sun, 05/30/2010 - 7:27am
Day one of the Annual event saw Joe Budden and wife Linda Host and Committee a committed[asylum?] group of sailors including a fleet of Scots ,a Thistle and various Cabin boats of shape and size. Two half distances were run..first to the bridge[Mascoutin] then to the West access ramp and back. The Thistle blew everyone away skippered by Craig Rost and crewed by the vaunted Russian sailor Alex Lubguditshev..doing a horizon job on everyone.However this was a dedicated "Cabin boat race" so Fist place went to Synergy" skippered by Gerry Christman and crewed by wife[Linda] and son . Dave Toland fought valiantly ..alone on his San Juan 21[Bluechip] he stayed near Jerry most of the first race and actually led the whole fleet of boats around the first corner of the second race but succumbed to the unnerving heat and deftly placed "Holes" on the lake which were bereft of any wind or movement of air. Gerry simply hoisted his spectacular spinnaker and dominated.Richard Wojnar skippering the "Bounty" a Macgregor 22.. had visions of outright victory in the first race as he stayed ahead of Synergy the whole windward leg to the bridge only to gradually lose his grip on the last downwind leg from the beach to the finish line.His father got so "psyched out" by the whole thing he could not focus properly in his role as assisting crew and completly blew the start of the second race..as the wise ole' fox Joe Budden set an offset turning mark to windward to create a "fair" start in the second race to the Dam.Chris[the father] got "a phone call" as the starting gun sounded when tacking and then jibing orders were given by the skipper..he got flustered trying to explain what the "Pot-luck" dinner was about later in the day with his wife and being so flustered he forgot to lower the center board of the boat..as well.As fellow able crewmate Amanda looked on he "abandoned ship" off the starboard quarter...to "cool off"..they were DNF spending the race towing each other behind their boat in puffs of wind in front of the marina.
