A lovely sunny morning for a third week in September but the wind was not so friendly coming from the east and over the dense forest of trees to the right of the jetty. It was not surprising then that the outcome of some races was determined more by fortune than skill.

The unluckiest skipper of the day was John Howell who made the long journey to the lake only to find his rudder servo had given up and although he tried to fit a donated replacement it was not to be his day. Congratulations to David A and Odd who were clearly more successful than the rest of us at coping with the conditions . I asked them “what was their secret” but reluctantly they were not forthcoming.

J Class sailing on Sunday.