02 April 2007

The Infirmary

We were supposed to do the first Friday night race of the year this last weekend. But we didn't. An amazing run of injuries kept us off the course. We were down to 4 confirmed for the race. Friday morning, my cousin calls to tell me that he can't actually move his head after getting a tetanus shot the day before. Then my father in law fesses up that his rotator cuff was on the fritz. Both of them were kind of out of the running for jib trim duties.

That left two of us. Lady Bug can certainly be sailed by two if the helm trims the main. But a quick check of the wind conditions showed 15 to 20 (subsequently confirmed as 16 average, gusting to 22). Still not bad except that the last crewmember left is recovering from shoulder surgery and is OK trimming the main but can't really handle the jib in conditions like those. Ouch, we're out of this race.

I think I need some sort of crew insurance policy so that even if I don't get to race, at least Aetna would pay me an equivalent sum to the lost fun.

5 comments:

"Raps" said...

bummer... maybe you should get some robots!

AdriftAtSea said...

Nah, the maintenance on them would eat up all his sailing time... ;) Need to get a bunch of clones and a cryo chamber... and then you can unfreeze one as needed.

"Raps" said...

Great idea! Just don't tell anybody! Do not lift the clone of silence!

EVK4 said...

Robotic Cryogenic Clones? Isn't that the plot to Battlestar Galactica?

Pat said...

Or just develop a huge list of back-up crew and hope for the best. Invite anyone who comes within hailing distance out for a sail. Then, when you finally have 20 passable crew candidates, you might be able to come up with one or two subs.