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The 2002 Worrell 1000
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Alexanders is Back in the Game
And now it is back to 3-way game - Tybee, Alexanders and Castrol
Alexanders took the victory for the long night leg, but Tybee was close
behind. This established Tybee again as the leader overall with Alexanders
only 5 minutes behind. But don't count Castrol out they are only
one minute behind Alexanders. And the other close behind guy is Tommy
Bahama
True to nature the night legs do shake up the results.
Sorry to say videos and still shots did not come out.
So, it would seem it is back to a match race between Tybee and Alexanders,
right? Maybe not! I remember back a number of year ago when Clive Mayo
and I (Rick White) were always battling it out. This was a regatta in
Key West. Clive and I covered each other so much total blanketing.,
always knowing where the other guy was, etc. Well, my son, Dave White,
took advantage of our playing around and won the regatta, much to both
or our surprises.
Can this happen again? Of course! Tybee and Alexanders have been training
together fore a long tine and really know each others moves. Should they
keep blanketing each other, they might just lose the lead and lose the
race Castrol is just on their heels!
And There They Go -- Off into the Nght
There was not much surf, but enough to make it tough to get out
in the light wind blowing straight onto the beach
A
huge cheering crowd was on the beach to see them off
Boats became a maze of masts, rudders and hulls in the spray of the surf,
each trying trying to quickly break through the shallow water, get a board
down and start motoring up the coast line. There were no clear winners
of the start so it would appear that good navigation and boat trim will
pay off.
We have a lot of photos of the start showing you what a mess the start
was:

Athletes in Action had its third skipper change as Chris Sawyer retired
from the race for reason unknown at this time. Jim Zellmer replace Sawyer
on the helm and Will Rottgering of Montgomery, Alabama became the new
crew.

Jim Zellmer on the left replaced Sawlyer on the helm |
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Getting Ready for the First Night Leg
Teams ready themselves and their boats for the dark sailing
Winds are light and almost straight on shore in the 8-10 mph range --
probably will not be a spinnaker start today. We have some questions we
want to ask the sailors about how the prep for these challenging black
out legs. Will try to bring you some inteviews.
By the way, another reason we are against the night legs is that it practically
brings to a hault the reporting of the event and totally breaks up the
continuity:
- When they arrive in the middle of the night there is no way we can
get any good photographs or videos
- The sailors, their crew and ground crew and tired and are in no mood
to talk so we have nothing to report -- they just want to go to bed
- Most of you out there are not going to stay up all night watching
for reports anyway.
At any rate.., stand by for a start!
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Everyone Just Had a Great Shrimp Feast
Local fisherman and the Tybee Island threw a great lunch party that was
made in a huge pot. They threw in tons of shrimp, potatoes, onions and
locally-made sausage. It was quite a spread. The sailors devoured it,
yet there was still a lot left afterward.
Welcome to the Hard Part of This Race
Except for last year's race, the Florida legs are mere warmups for the
real race a place to get the boat tuned, the crew working together,
the ground crew organized and fine tune for speed. The final jumping off
point is Jacksonville Beach.
The longest leg of the course to Tybee Island from the last place in Florida
is fraught with danger. Along this 125-mile course there are very few
places of refuge should a team need to stop for repairs. With tide ranges
of nine feet the currents swirl in and out of bogs, swamps and marsh islands
like river rapids floundering boats have been swept into rivers
by the flooding tides and sucked under bridges in the past.
But, the worst is yet to come.
Tonight the teams will face their first night leg of the race. This one
of the most dangerous coast lines in the U.S. probably worse than
the Georgia coast big tidal currents between the many islands and
peninsulas. Add to that so many unmarked bars and reefs that extend far
out to sea. And not only do they have to navigate through all of this..,
they must also do it blind.
There will be no moon the next few days to help guide them through these
perilous waters. All they will have is the feel of the boat and the eerie
splashing sounds around them as they sail into the "Graveyard of
the Atlantic" water..
One year a team was sailing well off shore when they suddenly found themselves
amidst crashing waves. The went hard aground. They turned the boat around
and tried to sail back out the way they came in but the tide was quickly
ebbing and they were stuck there on a huge sandbar it was totally
unmarked and very far offshore. There was nothing they could do.
They rolled up in their jib and slept the night until the tide came back
up and they shoved off and continued to the finish line.
And last year Dave White and Chris Sawyer were blindly barreling along
at breakneck speed, water flying. Dave White said, "I couldn't see
any thing with the water blowing into my face. And then I heard Chris
yell Tack' and I did just in time. We missed the rock of the Charleston
Jetty by only a few feet" They could have been killed or badly injured.
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A Worrell 1000 Legend
The story of the Charleston Deer
BY CARL ROBERTS (written last year)
Only two months to the Worrell 1000. Looking out my office window
this evening at snow and ice, it's difficult to imagine that in
that short time we will be out on the Atlantic again in the crazy
stuff lightning storms, hail, huge seas, microbursts to rip
your rig off or send you flying 30 ft. through the air, and crack
your hulls, or your ribs and, of course, the night legs.
Funny Worrell sailing story, from the 98 race. We had been
beat up pretty bad in previous legs by hail storms and a microburst
of 60 to 80 mph which imploded the Nacra 6.0 hulls as they were
driven underwater within seconds, then flipping over the bows violently
took us much of the night to repair.
During the following night leg to Isle of Palms past the glow of
city lights, seen many miles out to sea, of the beautiful, historic
city of Charleston is an 8-mile land jetty. Now, if you have not
had much sleep in several nights and you take a quick look at the
chart and enter the final checkpoint location and it's your first
time sailing this night leg of the race, you may not realize that
the dotted lines on the chart are not channel markers but actually
a solid, 8-mile land mass rock jetty.In snow country I live on a
small inland lake next to a golf course with a large deer herd population.
It's not unusual in the fall to see deer be chased into the lake.
You can spot them quite a ways away by their antlers towering above
the water as they swim around looking for a safe area to get out.
My kids always enjoy spotting them in the evening, yelling out,
"IT'S A DEER! IT'S A DEER!"
About now you're thinking, what does this have to do with sailing
a night leg? Well, we're getting there.
Pushing off the beach at Tybee Island at 6:00 p.m. and having some
great racing then into the night with no moon or stars in the cloudy
mist conditions and varying wind and sea states, mostly large Atlantic
swells.
Around 4:00 a.m., I was feeling a little light-headed, half asleep,
exhausted, when I heard my crew Robert say loudly, "IT'S A
DEER! IT'S A DEER!" I calmly began looking off to port to spot
the antlers and deer I expected to see swimming alongside, and I'm
thinking he's pretty far offshore, hope he's going to be okay.
Robert again said even louder, "IT'S A DEER, IT'S A DEER."
So I calmly looked over to starboard no antlers or deer?
A third yell from Robert, making eye contact and pointing straight
ahead. As I looked under the chute and saw the nice big swell rolling
up onto rocks about 50 feet ahead, I suddenly realized he was yelling,
"IT'S A PIER, IT'S A PIER."
Within a half second, we power-gybed, came up on the other hull,
almost over, let the halyard go and saved it. After checking my
drysuit, we gybed back over and sailed to weather a long distance
around the end of the jetty and finished the leg not realizing what
lay in store for us in the legs ahead but that's another
story.
Every year since, I've always told the story of the Charleston deer.
Hope you enjoyed it and find the information useful if you happen
to be sailing there in your own first night leg this May. Take care.
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Should there be Night Legs.
Here are some answers to that question:
"What is the point really?"
" It's a part of the challenge. But under less than ideal conditions
it can be
dangerous. And I think any time you can eliminate danger,
it's good."
"...most of the sailors would probably like to see it gone."
"... love it because you can sneak around and catch precious minutes."
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