A sinful start to the last Hastings race.......

I went sailing on my baby Tri (SIN) yesterday with a young guy from Woodend and another friend of a fellow Macedon CFA member. Neither of these two had even seen a sail boat before I think. It was hilarious. One stuff up after another. We approached the starting area early so I could take the two of them through tacking. Did one,two, three tacks staying out of everyone's way. They kept forgetting to do things or timing it wrong, but no matter we all expected not to be a well oiled machine anyway. The wind was dieing so I put the big main and the number 1 heady up (130 %). Tacks were bad, letting go on the heady before it had pushed us around etc. I noticed that the fleet were moving to a new start line a bit further over towards the centre of Westernport. So we continued to tack backwards and forwards to try and improve. The leading boats got to a buoy halfway out and were milling around near the buoy. No problem, keep that practice happening. Slowly getting better. Hey! What the bloody hell! George on his quick Trimaran is flying off down the track. Bloody hell they all are. SHIT! The race has started ten minutes ago. That change of start line wasn't a change of start line at all. #@#$#@!@$#$$#@@! Quick guys we have to tack and go back to the start line The race has stared and we are 500 metres away from the start line with a dieing wind. #@#$%^$@#@%^&*(#@ Round we go back the start Buoy. Only a measly 10min after everyone else. Not even sure if we made the start cut off (hope so). Q!@#%##@@% Round that start now turn back to the turning buoy Some are off and running but most are now at or around the turning buoy in NO wind with them all bobbing up and down. At least I have something. Not much 2 maybe 3 knot but this old girl is GREAT in light wind. OK boys Keep down low. Don't move! Shake NOTHING. OK if I use what little I have got to reach over (the fastest way to move in the water for me) then I MAY be able to catch some of these guys. (but maybe not). The guys that are rounding the mark are off, LONG gone, BUGGER!!!!! God I'm a dickhead! Should have been looking My fault, sorry troupes we'll try and get em back. Work together! We can do it! Shit! Get up to directly in line with the mark, Did really well, much better than them. OK still 4 or is it 5 boats still floating at the turning mark. Lets go get em fellas. OK Goose wing. 200 metre to the mark. Carefull Carefull. Gently does it. Slowly slowy catching em!. Shit, one goes round, bugger another. Look at em go! Got to get round there. Still 3 boats bobbing there. Oh we past one already forgot to tell you. Poor old bugger, a big friendly cruiser, 3 Knots of wind is not too friendly to the old girl. If I can't pass her going to give up sailing. Next boat goes around the turning mark, then the next. Both move away well, dam them. We get to the mark just as the last but one rounds. Round we go! Well done boys good tack. Take a bit of time to get them to trim for speed but at least we are on our way. Most of the fleet is now MILES in front. Can't see George, or for that matter any of the other multi's. Boy are they going to rag me. What an idiot! Where will it all end. Death! Destruction! Mayhem! (some of the more colourful words were watered down!... editor...thanks Mark...it can only get better!)