- August 2011
South Side Rules!!!
again the eternal cosmic struggle has run its course at Shell
Point Beach, dark versus light, yin and yang, North Side against
South Side. Rum n’ Root Beer 2011 was a regular cave
town throw down. The South Side Stone(r) Tribe emerged victorious
in a battle of wits and survival skills against the hapless
North Side Shell Tribe. Our very own Bobby G. and has lovely
wife Sandy pulled together a fun event that had everyone on
their feet and on the move. Amazing what you can do with a
$3,000 budget! Thanks to Linda, Cinda, John Gilbert, Perry
and WCF for the mixology. Tina went overboard making sure
that the Bam Bams were entertained and not eaten by raptors.
Great Job everyone.
We still have three more lessons scheduled for this year and
they are already booked. We have had full classes for every
session and people are having great fun. If you can help us
teach at any of these sessions, get in touch with lesson coordinator
Bob Andrews, all help is appreciated.
The Endless Summer Sailboard Classic is less than 2 months
away! We should have a large group of C-fleeters for Tina
to send around the course (maybe I’ll drop down from
Sport). We will be scheduling a kick off meeting soon, so
if you would like to be on a committee or wrangle some sponsors,
let me know.
There will be huge elections at the September meeting, for
board members and officers. The current board suggests the
Commodore – Bob Andrews
Vice Commodore – Mike Levine
Scribe – Bob Graves
Purser – Wright Finney
We will need 4 at large nominees for the remainder of the
board. As always, write-ins are acceptable, so give a thought
to next year’s SPSC brain trust.
Respectfully submitted, W.D. Olson,
South Side Rules!
This was my third NIMBY, and I had a wonderful time. I
am well aware this should be about my 10th NIMBY, give me
a break, I'm a slow learner. We arrived at the hotel, which
was a perfect location, dropped off Bob's trailer and went
looking for a place to have lunch in Pensacola. After lunch
we headed back to the hotel to prepare for the big race
on Saturday. While Bob and Dylan unloaded the gear, I headed
to the salon to have a pedicure. Saturday brought lots of
sun and sand. While the sailors raced, I sat with Lori and
Sandy on the beach and enjoyed all the sun and sand. The
funniest part of my Saturday on the beach was when Lori
inadvertently flashed the sunbathers. I guess she thought
we were in Europe. A guy sitting a few feet away, was kind
enough to remind her we were at a family beach. Saturday
evening we went to a delicious place Bill recommended. I
had quite a bit of wine, so when Perry asked to see my Burnt
Buns, I was a little taken aback, until I realized he meant
my painted toes. Sunday brought more sun and racing. I decided
to get on a board and do a little sailing. Well that was
a bust, I swear the water in Gulf Breeze is thicker than
the water at Shell Point. I had a hard time and I blame
the water! After the races, the awards were handed out and
my husband won the Sport Fleet. I was so proud of him and
his medal! See you at the 2012 NIMBY!
by Claire Andrews
Rum n’ Root Beer Competition!
Costume contest got off to a late start, with the eventual
winner coming in very late. The contestants were dressed
up wonderfully and did a great job on the theme. Tina won
in her cave woman outfit and Richard with his wonderful
cave man getup. Fred and Wilma Flintstone made an appearance
and the first man emerged from the gene pool. That was scary.
Mud woman was present as was a very young caveman. Great
job by everyone and thanks to those who participated.
The games soon got underway after everyone was split into
the North Side Shell Tribe and the South Side Stone Tribe.
North side or south side was determined by which side of
Mahan/Tennessee street you live on.
First game was the fire carry, where members of each tribe
had to carry a torch from the beach, across the water then
back to the beach. The Shell Tribe won easily, but the Stone
Team was the most resilient. Donna and Chris were taking
the torch on the water when they tipped off. However, they
kept the flame above water, climbed back on board, and finished
Shell Tribe 1, Stone Tribe 0
The second competition was the bone carry, where each tribe
had 15 people in a line and had to pass a boom from one
to the other by passing their body through it from head
to toe or toe to head, depending on where you got it. The
Stone Tribe won, but just barely.
Shell Tribe 1, Stone Tribe 1
Next competition was the egg carry, where 5 tribe members
had to come to the water and extend their round bungee cord
around the dinosaur egg by pulling on the 5 ropes tied to
the bungee. This was a most exciting event. Stone Tribe
jumped out to a lead only to have the Shell Tribe jump ahead
on returning the second egg. But they dropped their egg
and the Stone Tribe was making their way back to the home
skillet when they dropped their egg. The Shell Tribe recaptured
theirs and got it in their skillet first. Four lead changes.
Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 1
The fourth competition was the food gathering, where 5 tribe
members at a time all had to hold onto a mast and gather
up the food. The food consisted of several rubber rings,
2 hula hoops and 2 flotation rings. The competition was
pretty easy, with the Stone Tribe getting the flotation
device early on and returning it. The outcome was decided
when the Shell Tribe picked up their flotation device only
to have a newly forming sea breeze blow it off the mast.
They then spent lots of time chasing it down. Stone Tribe
Shell Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 2
The final event, the decision maker, the heart breaker,
the championship taker required everyone in each tribe to
participate. This was the spitting raptor kill. One team
lined up on the beach and had 40 tennis balls that had to
be launched at the dinosaur and score a kill shot. Balls
had to be thrown one at a time as each member of the tribe
made it through the line. The other team lined up behind
the dinosaur with water cannons and drenched the attacking
tribe. I was surprised at how many people enjoyed getting
soaked because of how slow they would throw the ball. The
Shell Tribe scored 13 points and the Stone Tribe scored
17 points, coming out the as clear winner.
Shell Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 3
Everyone then took time to get their food ready for the
buffet. Scott was kind enough to man the grill and cook
up all the dogs that were brought down. The food was plentiful
and delicious. I had both a slaw dog and a chili dog, apple
pie, peach pie, a brownie and a dish that had sausage with
some very light flakey crust; yum to all of it. The true
troglodytes emerged as the buffet table was ravaged.
Report on the RnR
Got to the beach at 11am to start setting up and noticed
both Linda and Tina had already been there. Tina has roped
off the gazebo to ensure we could claim it and Linda had
brought her Kona down along with an aluminum mast. After
working for an hour I was soaking wet and that was without
getting near the water. It was HOT HOT HOT.
All was good, however, when TIKI MON V showed up. It may
have been hot before, but this guy made it steam! This one
is totally strutting his stuff even though his great granddaddy
was there, TIKI MON II. You can check out more pictures
of TIKI MON V and the Rum n’ Root Beer by going to
your Facebook page and going to the Shell
Point Sailboard Club Facebook site.
Special thanks to some people are in order. Linda supplied
the grill, dogs, all the paper products and plastic ware,
her Kona board and an aluminum mast plus other stuff I know
I’m forgetting. Tina setup a wonderful area for kids’
crafts and many an adult had to venture over and participate
in the creativity and fun. Thank to His Excellency for the
theme and some of the game ideas. Perry came down early
to help setup and brought 40 pounds of ice and Donna and
Chris were down early to help setup. Thanks to William for
bringing a keg of beer to share with all registrants and
to Wright for bringing down a very special brew and for
having a much needed battery I needed for my microphone.
The great signage was created by Cinda and some of it will
be used again for future events.
As usual, with an event like this, or any event the club
puts on, it is a group effort. The chair just gets all the
glory, while others bust their butts doing the work to setup,
run the event, and break down. Thanks to anyone whom I may
not have mentioned because there are many of you and thanks
to all who came out to enjoy the event and support the club.
A special thanks is in order to my sweetie, Sandy, for hearing
about the RnR for the last 4 weeks and supporting me in
getting it together.
Chair Report to the Purser
We had 45 shirts and sold 44 of them, meaning we had 44 registrations.
All 36 beverage cups were sold. Financially, you would think
we might come out ahead at this event, but, sadly, the cost
of running events like this are astronomical.
First, the meetings: His Excellency and I had several meeting
at the Governors Club to talk strategy and, of course, we
charged it to the club. And this was just one of several meetings.
We had to hire lobbyist to work with the Wakulla county commissioners
to make sure we weren’t visited by any Sheriff Department
people since we had half-nekid men and woman running around
pretending to be cavemen and women. Plus, the punch, which
was last served up by Rev. Jim Jones, was lethally delicious.
Getting to the beach with all the stuff we had to haul down
was difficult, so we had to get something to move it. Fortunately,
Mike’s Limos had a Hummer Limo available to take Commodore
Bill and myself, along with the gear, to Shell Point Saturday
morning. Due to the heat and amount of stuff we had, I had
to hire folks to unload it and set it all up. Don’t
worry; I paid them hourly with no benefits, so I saved the
club lots of money there. You’re welcome.
There are also other expenses, such as all the stuff that
was used to squirt water with, cups to drink volatile punch
out of, etc., but these were fairly minor.
Bottom line, Mr. Purser, is that, though we brought in a decent
amount of money, it will be time to cash in and liquidate
all the club assets. The necessary expenditure for this event
far out strip what we have, but it was worth it; at least
for me. I plan on volunteering to do this again next year,
so a major fund raiser will have to be held to get the club
back on firm financial footing. Good luck.
Yours in financial fraud and fiscal foolery,
SPSC Club Meeting July 12, 2011
Bill SLAMMED the gavel at 7:30, calling the meeting to order.
8 people present at the time. Bill patiently waited for others
to come which resulted in a total of 12 people. His patience
after the violence of the gavel points out the struggle between
Bill and the gavel.
Meeting called to order, again, at 7:36 with 14 members present.
Purser reported money in the checking account and 55 memberships.
Rum n’ Root Beer – Bob talked about the R&R
for a bit. Talked about kids and what they wanted to do. Tina
was taking care of the kids crafts. Tables and tents were
requested at the beach.
Trailer contingency – Have names of folks to contact
about when and where to move the trailer. There is no phone
tree in place. Board must work on these things. What the heck
does the board do when they get together, anyway? If you don’t
know, I suggest you nominate yourself to become a board member
this upcoming year! Bill and Bob G. will make sure tires are
On-line directory – Directory can be accessed via a
smart phone or the web. Some folks indicated they like the
paper version (these are also known as Troglodytes and will
be well represented at the Rum n’ Root Beer this year).
To get a paper version we need a sponsor to pay for it. Questions
were asked on opting in and out from the look up. Of course,
these questions were asked by folks who haven’t tried
it yet, so I encourage you to give it a go by going to www.20knotsnob.com
and selecting "Directory" from the top navigation
bar or you can go directly to https://www.20knotsnob.com/directory/.
(Make sure it starts with https)
Bill went into marketing mode to sell us flags and Donna jumped
in selling Endless Summer shirts from last year. I bought
one. I’m a sucker for a good sail pitch.
Bob A. mentioned the need for help Saturday for a practice
session. Sure would be nice to see some NEW faces to help
out with the training. Fortunately we have some reliably dedicated
people in Linda, Bill, Tina, Donna, and Chris.
Endless Summer – Bill asked for input and much laughter
and discussion followed. Scribe must have zoned out here because
that’s all I wrote down. Apparently I have trouble writing
and listening at the same time which makes for some unique
Scribe challenges. I might have been chewing gum at the time
which really threw me.
Donna moved to adjourn, Bob seconded, his majesty adjourned
These minutes are pretty poor. Sorry. I won’t chew gum
the next time.