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The downriver race from DSC to the distinctive starboard fairway buoy – the eponymous ‘Castle Ledge’ – at the entrance of the River Dart, and then back upriver to Dittisham was once an annual fixture in the racing calendar. That was more than a decade ago. You might remember that ASBOs were still in use back then. You might not know that the Castle Ledge Race got one. Accused of wreaking havoc, destroying rigs, and separating sailors from upturned boats, ‘Castle Ledge’ – the race, not the buoy – was, well, cast aside. But everyone deserves a second chance. DSC’s parole board, in the guise of Steven Black’s sailing committee, issued a reprieve earlier this year. The Castle Ledge race would run again but its rehabilitation would depend on playing nicely, avoiding those anti-social behaviours of old.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eBearing in mind this race’s chequered past, we owe a special debt to Mike Bennett. As race officer last Sunday, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of ensuring that Castle Ledge concealed its troublemaking past and didn’t reoffend. He had good lookouts to help him. The safety crews monitored the progress of the DSC convoy, a tougher job than usual because it required the safety boats to put themselves between dinghies in trouble and oncoming traffic, a sacrifice much appreciated by competitors coping with capsizes or, as we’ll see later, a marked change in conditions. Further downstream, Mike Bennett, Neil Drew and Susi Stockbridge led the way in committee boat \u003cem\u003eNikita\u003c/em\u003e. They weighed options as the river twisted and grew more cluttered on the approach to Dartmouth. Wind, tide, and, of course, ferries: all were tools that this particular race might turn against us.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAt least the course was simple: beginning with a Club Line start, it was a straightforward progress downriver by a single mixed fleet, either to the Castle Ledge buoy or, alternatively, to wherever Mike and team told us to turn our boats around. An 11am start, conditions good – a ‘very westerly, south-westerly’ predicted to peak around 15 knots and an ebb tide to help us on our way. Sixteen boats set off – and quite a menagerie they were. Alongside familiar faces in single-handers, the Solo, Laser, RS Aero and D Zero, were less familiar, but very welcome double-hander additions: Michael and Christopher Chadwick’s Wayfarer, Mark Darley’s Swallow Bayraider (this one, a ‘triple-hander’ on the day), plus Roger and Pete Morley’s Devon Yawl.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e­Committee boat \u003cem\u003eNikita\u003c/em\u003e got the show on the estuarine road, hooting the starting signal before high-tailing it downriver. She was hard pressed to keep up with the leading duo, Stuart Hydon’s Solo and Tim Littler’s RS Aero. Each put considerable distance between themselves and the chasers by the time the fleet rounded Greenway Quay making for the Anchorstone. One might reasonably expect a race with such a naughty streak to yield surprises. Not so with the line honours at least. At the risk of destroying all sense of narrative suspense, Stuart Hydon and Tim Littler kept their early lead, securing a richly deserved first and second at the end of proceedings. Congratulations, as well, to the Chadwicks who took third place in their Wayfarer.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe surprises lay elsewhere - in the sailing skills required to assure success. Early capsizes among the Laser fleet suggested a wild ride ahead as competitors worked their way closer to Dartmouth where stronger winds were expected. In the event, most of the sailor-from-boat spillages happened early. Admittedly, a few gusts lay in ambush at the head of Old Mill Creek and the wind nudged itself up a knot or two in the narrower stretch below Higher Ferry slipway. But there was nothing dramatic, nothing to suggest that ASBO had been warranted. So what was so tough? Actually, it was weak, not strong wind that nearly did for us.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eTo explain: aboard \u003cem\u003eNikita\u003c/em\u003e, Mike Bennett and Neil Drew, veterans of Dartmouth racing in a Devon Yawl, knew that fine judgements had to be made about harbour racing. Could they risk sending the fleet all the way to the river entrance Shangri-La? There’d be decent breeze, probably some wave sailing in the more open water of The Range. But it would be harder for the safety boats to keep tabs on a fleet sure to be strung out over some pretty big distances by then. More to the point, would everyone get back to Dittisham? The ebb tide that had helped us all down would, just as surely, hinder us all the way back. That was perhaps the critical factor. Mike had warned us he might shorten the course to ensure a race, not just of decent distance but of reasonable time. So it was – \u003cem\u003eNikita\u003c/em\u003e tied up downstream, not of the Castle Ledge marker but of the last in the string of large iron buoys that punctuate mid-channel between Higher and Lower Ferry.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eIt was a wise move. For the sailors involved, the return trip to Dittisham was anything but the relaxing jaunt of the pleasure boat passengers who watched us struggle uptide in a dying wind. Tactics counted for something: shallower water at the river’s edges promised less adverse tide. And there were powerful eddies to be avoided, particularly in Maypool and around the Anchorstone. But staying focused probably counted for more. What wind there was refused to blow consistently or in the same direction. This was more than the usual story of lifts and headers. Upwind beats turned to fetches, brief reaches, and back to beats. Windless holes engulfed the unsuspecting or those unable to escape their widening grip. Adding insult to injury, even those who played the shifts found themselves heading backwards once the wind fell away. Making it back over the Greenway-Dittisham pontoon finish line brought whoops of joy from sailors who’d spent much of the previous hour inching their way upstream through Maypool and beyond the Anchorstone moorings.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eCastle Ledge is back but its roguish reputation isn’t quite laid to rest. \u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 16px;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 16px;\"\u003eDSC Laser Championships, Sunday 24 July 2022\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eby Martin Thomas\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat an exciting day.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe short walk along the bramble-strewn path from The Ham car park to the DSC entrance gave warning. Those brambles, plus nettles and thistle heads, whipped at the ankles of the Laser sailors hauling kit to their boats. It was windy.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eTim Littler, our race officer, had kindly accepted the job of running three races. A heavier responsibility was to avoid losing any competitors in the process. Brow furrowed, his eyes fixed on the Galmpton shore – a source of ‘ferocious gusts’ his briefing would later tell us. But that was still to come. For now, Tim had other, more urgent concerns. Could we race? If so, where? On – or in - the open water towards Galmpton where, even from the clubhouse, we could see spume spitting from the tops of angry white horses galloping in our direction? Or in the comparative sanctuary of the Dittisham bank? There, the south-westerly was less intense but the prospect of capsized boats piling into moorings was a real concern. Tim pondered these options, assisted by his Assistant Race Officer John Milsom, a veteran of the previous day’s Solo Open extravaganza. Their zen-like calm was infectious. But their horizon scanning was telling. These were solicitous shepherds, wary of releasing their flock for a munching by those wolfish gusts.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eWhere did this leave us? Their shepherding instincts intact, the race team reprieved the fleet from the foaming waters of Galmpton and set a rhomboid course closer to Dittisham. A Club-line start followed by a short beat to a windward mark off The Ham. Then two tasty reaches, the first to a laid mark on the Greenway side, the second back to the ‘Weeks’ fixed mark. Finally, a longer beat back towards Dittisham and that Club line. Twelve competitors began the first race, eleven the second and third.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eMeanwhile, among the competitors themselves a black market had emerged. Followers of Karl Marx among you will recall that he traced the origins of capitalism to individualist materialism, surplus accumulation and the profit motive. Followers of strong-wind sailing at DSC saw a simpler logic at work: not the profit motive but the survival motive. Or, less dramatically, the search for a smaller rig likely to keep boat and sailor upright. For some, the market paid dividends. Deals were done, swaps were agreed. Others resorted to scavenging. The dormant ‘club Laser’ was raided for anything resembling a smaller sail. The majority, including seasoned competitors, Ian Wakeling, Nick Barnett, Graeme Montgomery, Paul Mogridge, and Martin Ely, selected the mid-size Radial. Normally a cautious choice, it was more than enough on the day to tax tummy muscles, stretch sinews and dunk bodies upwind before the reward of off-wind planing. A lucky few, Denise Winks, Ged Yardy, Sue Thomas, and your correspondent, had access to the new gold standard: the smallest rig of them all - a 4.7 metre sail. Not so for Peter Symons and Graham Buckle, their sail-bags looked worryingly thin: no surplus to draw on, no choices to be made, for them it was full-rig or nothing.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eA quick aside. Lasers are mischievous boats. Their rudders are tiny, their ‘grip’ diminishes if the boat isn’t kept flat. And their hulls are just curvy enough to accelerate into the infamous ‘death roll’ if disgruntled by their owner’s performance. They’re only too willing to let their owners know their unhappiness when forced to work in tough conditions. Sometimes this comes at a cost. Think of those leggy spiders that cling in ceiling corners, prepared to shed a limb or two rather than be grabbed by human hand for eviction to the wild outdoors. For limbs, think rivets. Thus did a couple of Lasers break off essential gear to assure themselves a hasty return to the beach.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eRace 1, start sequence under way, boats jockeying back and forth. Among them, Martin Ely, fleet captain and principal organizer of the day’s event (thank you Martin). He flew past, sail full but boom skying: the metal bracket that fixes kicker to boom sheared off. Wind strength, maybe? Laser mischief more likely. Back to shore and the urgent hunt for a replacement boom. Race 2, another countdown: this time from one minute to the start signal, Paul Mogridge in great position edging towards the line. The seconds tick away. Sheet in, kicker on, power up and go. Not on this occasion, at least not entirely. Sheet in, kicker on, power up and bang! Boom-end mainsheet block broken, sail flogging, race over. With spider-like self-sacrifice, another Laser had saved itself the effort of racing.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eTony Westcott was surely the bravest. Venturing out for only his eighth-ever sail, a vicious gust forced him to reconsider. Martin Ely, as mentioned above, would soon join Tony ashore. The challenges facing those remaining were not quite as expected. To be sure, conditions weren’t as ferocious amidst the moored boats off Dittisham. A neap tide, usually less of a concern in strong wind, still favoured those who tacked inshore. And gybing after that initial reach was not yet the alarming prospect that it later became. Instead, other trials awaited. Foremost among them were the gusts. Salvo after salvo rained down from behind the village hillside. Failure to see them coming, to ease sheets or feather up to windward, promised the certainty of a swim. Between the bombardments, the lulls: one after another those still hiking out for the gusts were ‘tea-bagged’ to windward, dunked like a wet-suited Hobnob. Some recovered (a special word of praise for Graeme Montgomery’s submarine athleticism); others did not. Further obstacles lay in store for the runners and riders still with the windward mark in their sights. Panicky shouts for room to pass moored boats were uniformly respected, allowing everyone to thread their way upwind. But at least one mainsheet entangled itself with an outstretched bowsprit as Laser mischief resurfaced again.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eGusts depending, the first reach towards Greenway veered somewhere between beam and broad. Things began quietly, competitors taking their opportunity to get their breath back after the thrills and so very many spills of the upwind leg. A backward glance dispelled any complacency. Gusts sometimes appear as dark, patchy zephyrs, other times as creeping fingers fanning outward. This day they came as a phalanx, an advancing wall of wind that lifted boats instantly onto the plane before dumping them unceremoniously as they blew through. The trick, then, was to stay on the wall, not to be flattened by it. Those with smaller rigs had the advantage here. Spared the ignominy of being knocked over upwind, Radials and, even more so, 4.7s flew downwind with some semblance of control. Peter Symons and Graham Buckel in their full rigs worked extra hard to do the same but would complete Race 1 that bit more exhausted than the rest. As it was, the same ‘rule of gusts’ applied on the second reach back to the ‘Weeks’ mark. Boats rounded on the plane at which point nifty pulling in of sail, kicker, and downhaul was demanded to ready yourself for the lengthy beat back upwind towards Dittisham. Those quickest to reset their sail might trace a diagonal path more or less direct to the Club line. But the combination of gust explosions, intimate tacking encounters, and capsized Lasers turned the 500 yards or so from ‘Weeks’ to Club line into an aquatic minefield. The safety boat teams did sterling work, standing by as, one after another, sailors struggled to lever their boat back upright.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAnd so it would be in the two races that followed. Again, the gusts tried to unseat us. Again, the reaches thrilled us. Again, the final beat wearied us. There was tragedy: Martin Ely who’d managed to find a different boom for the second race, fell victim to one of those difficult capsizes that defy easy rectification. There was comedy: Peter Symons ‘stopping for a rest’ astride the finish line midway through Race 3 before resuming his progress upwind for the third and final lap. There was tragicomedy: Graham Buckel’s full rig deciding on one last dip as he capsized two metres short of the finish line. And there was reward: a magnificent tea generously provided by Anne Ely and her team. The results? Expertly collated by Susi Stockbridge, these saw Sue Thomas take first place in the ‘gold fleet’ (and overall), with Ged Yardy first in the silver. Martin Thomas and Nick Barnett took second and third in gold, Graham Buckel and Alex Dobson in silver. By the end of it all, everyone had stories to tell of what will surely go down as one of DSC’s most memorable events.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 16px;\"\u003eDSC Solo Open Meeting 2022\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eby Will Loy\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAn incredible 39 Solo sailors entered the Dittisham S.C. Open Meeting which took place on upper reaches of the River Dart on a very windy Saturday 23rd July. Competitors from the east coast at Leigh on Sea had made the journey with their vintage Solos strapped to a VW camper bought for just one hundred quid, there is a story right there. Torpoint Mosquitos, a current hotbed of Solo interest and some talent was represented as was Salcombe Yacht Club who had sent three very capable sailors who were just pleased to be able to park close to the club. As for the home team, well, Dittisham’s Solo fleet has grown exponentially over the last five years and fortunately, the beam of a Solo is 1512mm max at station 3, so even allowing a bit extra for the projection of the gunwales, and you can still pack them quite close together in the dinghy park. We also have a strong female demographic at Dittisham and Jane Morris, Anne Marie Coyle, Sam Westcott and Ann Biglin were out on the water and showing they are as brave as the boys.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe forecast, always taken with a large portion of salt where Dittisham is concerned, promised a fresh breeze and this proved an understatement of biblical proportions. They did get the direction right though, a south westerly blowing from over the Ferry Boat Inn.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003ePRO for the day would be James Dodd who briefed the competitors on the course, tidal impact and wind bend, though tips on swimming technique would have also been of some value.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe fleet launched with the breeze building and the water beginning to actually resemble a proper sea, and that was with the tide still coming in.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe triangle, sausage course was simple in its composition but with local topographical factors and a crap load of moored boats to avoid, the sailors needed to be on their toes as well as out on them.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRace 1\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eA pretty short line but away cleanly, the left side of the course already looking much nicer than the committee end, and that was after 15 seconds. The gusts were already causing problems for the fleet, the over-canvassed fully battened mainsail needs some pretty violent manipulation via kicker, outhaul and most importantly, Cunningham control and mine was not co-operating. Every time I wrenched on the excel 4mm luminous control line the sail just pulled down a few inches from the mast top. The result, a sail with the fullness of Raquel Welsh. On further investigation the halyard, a rope of some non exotic ethnicity was found wanting. I crabbed up the first beat, legs already two inches longer than when I stepped out of bed and set off down the reach. The leaders were already well ahead, Stuart Hyden (Dittisham) 5504, was in the mix with Ian Bartlett 5902 and Malcolm Davies (TCYC) in his vintage Solo 4654. Jon Clarke (Dittisham) of Edge Sails was fourth which was amazing since he had recently undergone some serious surgery which has left him even lighter than he normally is, not ideal in these conditions. By the bottom mark of the second lap, Hydon, ex Inland Champion circa 2005 had powered into the lead, hard left upwind was the only way to go and he led for the remainder of the race with South Cerney’s Bartlett and Salcombe’s Roger Guess completing the top three. Davies was a valiant fourth with a fast finishing Paul Jacobs (Starcross) 6003 fifth. There were some excellent capsizes during race 1, Shaun Welsh particularly stood out for a dismount still to be named by the World Gymnastics governing body.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe fleet disengaged and headed in to shore where they enjoyed a lunch which would not have looked out of place at a Hogwart’s function. The pasties were very popular and the egg sandwiches, my particular favourite, mainly because they were lighter and my arms were knackered.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRace 2\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe wind had not abated and indeed, as the seconds ticked down to the start, it was clear this would be a brutal race on bodies and equipment. The cat was out of the bag and the fleet set off towards the left, the race arena got bumpy and the smell of beer from the FBI confirmed it was indeed a sea breeze. Jacobs and Hydon led into the top mark with Davies third and they set off down the reach to the gybe mark which was positioned just in the lee of the land. There was place changing through the fleet, mainly due to capsizes, errant tacking and a few penalty turns. The race was reduced to three laps and the finishing order was Jacobs, Hydon and Loy who benefitted from some bad luck for Davies who tacked just as a huge lift hit us both, leaving him in irons and me smelling of roses. Such is the Wind God of Dart.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRace 3\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eBack to back and the fleet barely had time to remember how hard the previous race had been, clever PRO tactic. Still, only 19 competitors made the start line and with the left still favoured, the fleet set off to see who would be first to the corner. Jacobs judged the lay line perfectly and took a handy lead over Bartlett, Hydon, Chris Meredith (Chew Valley) and Giles Bradford (Dittisham) who was looking very athletic compared with the usual Solo sailor. He normally races an Aero so that makes sense. Behind there was much whooping, Sam Westcott was showing blistering downwind pace, alas, she would later go for a swim but great enthusiasm none the less.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eBy the end of lap 2 Jacobs had asserted his position and had one hand on the title but Hydon was keeping him honest and Bartlett was also still in the mix.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eGusts continued to wreak havoc on the fleet and with plenty of safety boat experience being gained by the very keen rescue teams, this event would be remembered for a long time.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eQuotes from some of the competitors:\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAnne Marie Coyle 5304\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e“It was with the greatest of trepidation that I looked at the F4-6 forecast on XC Weather.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eI started planning how I could add a strop to the halyard and hoist my B-plan sail.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eWe drove to DSC and it didn\u0027t seem quite as howling as I\u0027d feared.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eDelighted and slightly overwhelmed by the amazing turnout with visitors having driven as much as 7 hours from Leigh-on-Sea for the delights of the Red Lion PO / pub / village shop and the stunning waters of Dittisham.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eI\u0027ve never been on a start line with so many super confident and bargey Solos so it was a happy surprise that I ended up with a middling start and hoiked my way uphill to the yellow pillar buoy with a pink sock. After 20 mins of the triangle and sausage ...I thought \"that\u0027s only 20 minutes... James said an hour!!\".\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eI think the race was about 3 laps (I can\u0027t really remember) and I saw a range of capsizes, near capsizes, scary gybes, flotilla gentle collisions, some very excellent self policing of mark skimmings in the strong tides and many people rightfully doing their turns due to infringements.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eI\u0027m not sure if it\u0027s my lack of experience, fitness or stamina but as the forecast was predicting more wind later in the day, I cravenly bowed out and manned an extra safety boat (which entailed retrieving two mud stuck masts and jumping in to right a turtled Solo!) but I can honestly say I was pleased that I got round without a major drama and I can only aspire to look as slick in my tacks as the lead chaps I watched from the safety boat!\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eThanks to Nicky and Val for a fabulous lunch and post race homemade cakes - a proper traditional day\u0027s racing with some lovely visitors.”\u003c/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eGiles Bradford 5304/5157\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e“The usual Dittisham welcome! I maintain it is the friendliest club around, the cheering at the race briefing said it all. A treat of a course with a steadily building south westerly, our bit of the Dart at it’s best and with some great competition to boot from locals and visitors alike. Legendary hosting, a superb spread and conditions to bring a smile to the face. I was definitely holding on in some of the gusts!”\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eSam Westcott 5157\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e“My Solo Open experience - what a bloody marvellous training experience, if anything is going to give me confidence it’s competing and surviving in those sorts of conditions.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eFantastic to raise against so many class boats.\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eBest bits, a cracking start in race 3, being right behind you (Will) and planing the boat as fast as I have ever been. Gybing fully and no capsizes, on other parts of the course - a serious amount of capsize practice. I am dreading going through the airport tomorrow as I look like a battered wife! “\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eOverall\u003c/strong\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAt the finish, Jacobs held for the bullet and overall win with Guess showing his stamina to finish second and third overall from Bartlett and Bradford with Hydon demoted to fifth but still second overall.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe leading lady was Jane Morris in 20th and Malcolm Davies was first Vintage Solo in 5th.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eSpecial mention to our 16 visitors who made the journey to this beautiful corner of Devon and to our fleet captain, Trevor Kirkin, who managed to get nearly every Solo member on the water.\u003c/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe race team were exemplary, James Dodd was concise and did not dilly dally, 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