If we had to describe the festival in a couple of words we’d say part silly (basically for the benefit of the cruisers) and part serious (the actual sailboat races). Fortunately, we were able to witness both parts.
On Friday we sampled some of the local fare (had some great couch salad) and the guys participated in various contests (legs, butts, crab races and butt darts). Then in the evening we went to the Yacht Club for a jammin’ session and Gerry got to play his tambourine and ukulele.
On Saturday we dinghied over to the airport side and watched the sailboat races. We were able to watch the end of one race and the start of another from a very close up vantage point. We’re posting some of the action shots. All in all a couple of fun, busy days.
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The arrival of the mailboat seemed to signal the beginning
of the festival |
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In town, we ran into several people we knew. Here Rick
has become a 2-fisted drinker because the drinks were
such a bargain |
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The contestants for the best legs |
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Gerry showing a bit of "white thigh" |
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Gerry showing his stuff |
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Humm -- I do believe Michael has some money
stuffed in his shorts. Could he be bribing the judges?? |
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Bob showing what he's got |
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The 2 finalists, Michael and Bob, sharing a private moment |
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Michael was the winner - Here he's sharing his bounty
(a bottle of rum) with everyone |
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The 3 finalists for the best buns contest. Vault, in the middle,
is 72 years old -- WOW |
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Deb and Rick with one of the local boys -- doin the hand jive |
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Gerry trying his luck at butt darts. We were in
charge of butt darts at the Great Loop Rendezvous |
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Michael gives it a try |
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This is Vault - He really got into it |
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The winner - 3 for 3 |
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Hey Mr. Tambourine Man |
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Monk's Vineyard at anchor |
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The beach off the airport. This is the area where
the sailboat races started |
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The pavillion at the airport - loud music, good food |
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Some serious looking trophies for the winners |
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This and the several pictures below are shots of the race |
The start of the race. The boats start from an anchored position and
then hoist their sails. We were in our dinghy just a few yards
from all the action.
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