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Commodore's Corner - July 2011

Dog Days of Summer

As Shell Point Beach has settles in to the hot and windless months of summer, road trips seem to be the correct call. NIMBY XV, over in lovely Gulf Breeze, was a classic road trip regatta. Our very own Professor Finney once again found a venue that allowed us to rig and sail from the hotel. We had a nice contingent from over towards Fort Walton Beach, as well as local long board legend, Steve Bogan. The Saturday long distance racing saw at least a dozen racers make the start for a simple, but long, run up to Santa Rosa Island. The return run was almost straight downwind and described as hateful by some of the less stable participants. The fact that we were rigged at the hotel and there were plenty of the Fort Walton Beach guys meant that, wait for it.., we actually had course racing on Sunday! The wind had picked up a little to northeast part of the course, so conditions allowed for some sporting races. The racing wrapped up with a lovely poolside awards ceremony. Hopefully Scribbles the Scribe, who scored the racing will provide the race results, because I don’t remember (probably blocking these things from my mind). Thanks again to Wright for organizing the event, Perry for wrangling the marks, and Don and Sharman and Joe Q. for providing boats with motors.

I followed up the NIMBY road trip with a quick jaunt down to Corpus Christi. One has to time these things to see the people you want to see and avoid the ones that you don’t this usually means that I am only down that way in winter time. This year I made a trip out to Padre Island National Seashore and connected with the good folks at WorldWinds. The place is managed by Randy and Angela Rhodes from Gulf Breeze (the cosmic thread again) so we had a great time swapping stories about all you guys. Fortunately, conditions were more than suitable for a great session.

The wind was 18 to 24 from the northeast and I was powered up nicely on a 6.5 sail and a 145 Liter board (it is so awesome to have a shop full of rigs and boards, ready to go when you are). Unfortunately, the next day we were getting the outermost feeder bands from TS Arlene, which was making land fall down in Mexico, which brought rain and killed the wind. Yes you can get skunked in Corpus Christi too, although the same system was good for the surfers. If you get down to the Texas coastal bend, I highly recommend swinging by WorldWinds for some great gear and sailing.

We are only about a month away from Rum n Rootbeer, August 6, 2011, which isn’t a road trip in space, but a road trip in time! 1,000,000 Years BC when men were men and women were women… OK so that much hasn’t changed, but we are planning another fabulous, if historically incorrect event, fun for kids and grown ups alike. There will be games and prizes, friendly competition and hopefully great weather. So mark your calendar, even though we are distorting the space time continuum, and put on your best cave-person garb and join us at the beach!

Respectfully submitted, W.D. Olson, Commodore

NIMBY 2011

The 15th NIMBY has come and gone and a successful one it was. The location was excellent, the hotel OK, and the participants were awesome even though there were some registered as no class. Four participants were from the Pensacola Fort Walton area.

Martini’s Friday night and Mr. Finney’s special punch on Saturday night were delicious. The long distance race on Saturday was grueling, up wind to get there, downwind to get back, for those that sailed back. I bailed about 15% into the return and was rescued by Don and Sharman Board Rescuer’s Inc. Their use of underage staff was concerning, but they got me on board and stowed away. Major kudos to all those who made it back; Chris, Linda, Bob A., and Jerry along with all the local talent.

The pool at the motel soothed many an aching muscle as did Wright’s joy juice. Many from the club went out Saturday night for some fine cuisine and have their own stories to tell.

Sunday morning saw the wind blowing about 10, picking up as the morning went on. The race committee had a skippers meeting then setup a box course which saw many people hit the water again. Trophies were handed out Sunday about 2 and the whole thing wrapped up about 2:30pm.

The highlight for my weekend was the Sunday afternoon dinner/supper I shared with 13 other members from the club at Crabs. The food was good, but the company better. However, the most exciting part for me was that his Excellency, Commodore Bill, sat with us. My excitement came from the fact that, in a major failing in my etiquette, I ordered before the Commodore who was sitting right next to me, and the waitress went around the table, with the Commodore ordering last. When I realized my transgression, I was in fear for Commodorial repercussions, like banishment from the kingdom or something, but I found out that when the Commodore is hungry and amongst “the people” he can be quit forgiving. At least, that’s what I thought, until someone mentioned he was without the gavel. Has anyone seen one of those movies where a ventriloquist is controlled by the dummy, confusion reigns as to who has the power? Beware the gavel.

Rum n Rootbeer Theme Song

This is the theme song to the upcoming Rum and Rootbeer with the theme of “1 Million Years BC.” This is the reality we are trying to reach. Thanks to The Jimmy Castor Bunch for giving us this history lesson. The prose and pure symmetry of the words may truly be appreciated by those of us steeped in the great writers of our time such as Carl Hiaasen, Mark Hinson, and Swami and the Festoons.


What we're gonna do right here is go back, way back, back into time.
When the only people that existed were Troglodytes
...cave men... cave women...Neanderthals...Troglodytes.
Let's take the average cave man at home, listening to his stereo.
Sometimes he'd get up, try to do his thing.
He'd begin to move, something like this: "Dance...dance".
When he got tired of dancing alone, he'd look in the mirror:
"Gotta find a woman gotta find a woman gotta find a woman gotta find a woman".
He'd go down to the lake where all the woman would be
swimming or washing clothes or something.
He'd look around and just reach in and grab one. "Come here...come here".
He'd grab her by the hair. You can't do that today, fellas, cause it might come off.
You'd have a piece of hair in your hand and she'd be swimming away from you (ha-ha). This one woman just lay there, wet, and frightened.
He said: "Move...move".
She got up. She was a big woman. BIG woman.
Her name was Bertha. Bertha Butt.
She was one of the Butt sisters.
He didn't care. He looked up at her and said:
"Sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me sock it to me!".
She looked down on him.
She was ready to crush him, but she began to like him.
She said: “I'll sock it to ya, Daddy".
He said: "Wha?".
She said: "I'll sock it to ya, Daddy".
You know what he said? He started it way back then.
I wouldn't lie to you. When she said "I'll sock it to ya, Daddy" he said "Right on! Right on!”

Club Meeting Minutes from June, 2011 (aka Scribbles from the Scribe)

At 7:40 the gavel came down and his Excellency Bill called the meeting to order. He started off by introducing a new member, Robert Faircloth. Welcome Robert!

Old Business

Linda mentioned that Mr. John Gilbert and Mr. Perry Morris won an award for the years they have put in making the Stephen C. Smith memorial regatta a successful event. Congratulations to Perry and John. Though the economy is down, the generous people at the Smith regatta donated $18,000 to the American Cancer Society.

(Dave walked in at 7:43 and Guys cell phone rang. Nothing gets past me except what is important!)

The chair for the Rum and Rootbeer, none other than the scribe himself, asked for a $3,000 budget for this year’s event. Shockingly, it was approved. The theme is 1 Million Years BC, when Man and Dinosaurs existed together.

Mark asked if anyone has checked the tires on the trailer lately since we are officially in hurricane season. Bill asked Mark if he would head up the Tire Investigation Committee (TIC). Mark said no and suggested instead that the Board do its job and have a plan of action for moving the trailer and taking care of it.

New Business

Linda said Hulen has graciously donated a Techno 152 to the club and a bunch of other stuff that he had that he felt he would no longer use. All of it is in really nice condition. Thanks for the Donation, Hulen!

A sea turtle was found at the beach which had been hooked by someone fishing. Cinda and Tina took the turtle to the Gulf Specimen Rehab in Panacea. They named the turtle Sweetie since they apparently talked to it all the way there ensuring Sweetie s/he would be alright and probably about the dangers of eating stuff on a hook. It’s trickier than own a skewer. Sweetie was just thankful they weren’t thinking of turtle soup.


Fourteen people are setup for lessons on June 25th. Lesson demand has been very high this year and attendance excellent. Bob Andrews, our man in charge of vice and lessons, will be out for most of the month of July and Bob G. has agreed to handle ONLY the lessons part of Bob A’s his responsibilities in his absence. Everyone is responsible for their own vice while he is gone until his return when he can coordinate it again.

General discussion

Lee presented the flag with SPSC on it, a yacht club style flag, that can now fly proudly atop the flag pole members erected at beautiful Shell Point. Members like to erect things.

Lee went on to discuss the wind talker and mentioned the difficulty in finding equipment that can run off of solar power. Many of the modems consume way too much power.

Someone mentioned having a kids day. Bob G. suggested having a kids days prior to the Rum and Rootbeer. Same day, just focus on the kids early on with the sailboards and such. Still no concrete plans on this.

Next Board meeting July 5th at Bill’s house.

Bob G. motioned to adjourn at 8:21 and all were in favor.

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