The 10th edition of the S&S Rendez-Vous brought together 44 Swan sailboats, all designed by the architecture firm Sparkman & Stephens.

This international presence made it possible to race for 3 days off the island of Elba, to admire the boats from this renowned firm, and to pay a last tribute to Lars Ström, friend of yachtsmen and manager of the technical office of the construction site for more than 30 years.  More here.

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You can take the sailor out of racing, but you can’t take racing out of the sailor. So, when Nicolas Berenger, product and commercial director of Dufour Yachts, tells me that we might have to tuck in a reef as we head out for the afternoon on the new Dufour 41 on the Bahia de Palma in Mallorca, I’m not holding my breath.

Berenger’s résumé includes seven Figaros and multiple French national championship titles. And all morning, as we enjoyed a shifty breeze around 12-14 knots, I had watched how he kept asking hull No. 1 of Dufour’s new model to do little more. Making 7.6 knots of boat speed in 13 knots of wind with the full main and the 108% genoa, he looked at the true wind angle (TWA) of 64 degrees and politely took the helm to push her up to more like 50 TWA, where we maintained 6.3 knots with little effort in the sparkling, flat water. Another 5 degrees up and we were still making good 6 knots, and as the breeze puffed up another knot, we lifted up to 41 holding on to 6 knots.

He seemed satisfied, and even more so when we bore off, set the bright gold Elvstrøm asymmetrical chute, and rocketed at 9 knots in 12 knots of breeze back to La Lonja Marina for lunch.

But now it’s afternoon, a spirited sea breeze touching 20 has filled in, and I’m thinking about what Berenger had said earlier, that in 18 knots true, it might be time to reef—if he were cruising. He mentions it again after we extract ourselves from the dock where the breeze had us pinned (a bow thruster is optional, and I’d get one) and motor into the wind leaving the harbor—7.3 knots at 2,400 rpm on the 50-hp Volvo with a folding three-blade prop on a saildrive. But in the end—no surprise—it’s the full main that goes up on the deck-stepped, 56-foot Z Spars aluminum mast, and we charge off into what is now a short chop with some whitecaps…

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The Starlink genie is out of the magic lantern and joins a long list of innovations presenting humans with the paradox of technical progress. Our July issue included a couple of stories on Starlink with our thoughts in Sightings, and a report from cruiser Doug Hornsey aboard the Orca 38 Mandolyn in Changes in Latitudes.

There was a time when people wondered why you would go to the movies when you could go to the theater, and a time when people thought social media would actually be a force for good. The launch of Starlink aboard sailboats is another seemingly irresistible technical marvel transforming the experience of those who sail.

Many experienced cruisers look at the arrival of Starlink with a mix of fear and trepidation as they scour the coastline for free Wi-Fi hotspots. Meanwhile, newer cruisers embrace Starlink as the ultimate work “from home” option and learn-as-you-go sailing tool. We recently spoke with a long-term, experienced cruiser from Mexico who’s seen the growing dichotomy in beliefs. Naturally, younger people are more ready to adapt to these changes, while older folks are lamenting the loss of what existed before. Some are trying to find the vague, middle path.

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Okay this makes zero sense to me. Argo, the Mod 70 was forced to drop out of the Transpac race due to motor issues. They make it all the way back to LA, and then a day later, reentered the race. Why? Zero chance to win, good chance of not having much wind. Just don’t get it. And yes, the green tri in the pic is them.

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The 7th edition of the 750 mile Race to Alaska (R2AK) began June 5 with a 40-mile “proving stage” from Port Townsend, WA to Victoria, BC. For those that finished within 36 hours, they were allowed to start the remaining 710 miles on June 8 to Ketchikan, AK. Here’s the final report on June 27, 2023:

Hokay race fans. Gather round and listen up. It has been a long, hard, sweaty, 23 days at Race High Command.

We are living off the last crumbled bits of ramen noodles from Ruckus, we are willing the damn Weatherfax to stop its incessant beeping (does anyone know how to turn this thing off??), and we’ve resorted to using our treasured leather-bound editions of dark Romantic poetry to prop up our faithful 1981 coffee percolator, which—in a surprising turn of events—has started to beg for mercy.

Our throats are parched and our eyes are glazed; there has even been some unplanned barfing.

You think this is all rainbows and unicorns? This adventure race stuff? Transforming lives and captivating armchair adventurers the world over with a dizzying array of VMGs and LOAs and OMGs and WTFs? Watching smugly over the early days while everyone fogs up their phones with the heavy breathing of Who’s Gonna Get There First, and churning out a big stack of cash and consolation steak knives and now even sporks (sporks!?) to swaddle the “winners” in a sense of “achievement?”

Writing sensitive, life-affirming, accountability-group-appropriate daily updates in which we poke some fun and get you a hot little “just arrived at work and am gonna open this email real quick to see what’s up with R2AK” chuckle before you head into whatever soul-sucking meeting starts after lunch?

Well, Let Us Tell You Something Sweeties: This is it. The game is done! Forget about the money and the knives and the sporks. Forget about blowing through the most astounding and unspoiled parts of our planet with some kind of timeline, a dim hope of glory, the hubris of speed.

Get with the program and turn off Easy Mode. No up-up-down-down-left-right-left-right-B-A-Start bullcrap. The Final Four have gotten their money’s worth, and you—our stunned, forlorn hangers-on—might *just now* begin to understand what it takes to squeak by the Grim Sweeper – which departs June 21 – and actually Get Somewhere.

Team SeaSmoke blew into the Baranof dock at 12:13 pm on June 26 for a finish time of 18 days, 1 hour, 13 minutes. For those 3 to 4 people on the whole internet who aren’t up to speed on this—he’s been paddling a fancy fast-looking kayak. It really does look fast. But there’s really no room for extra snacks. There’s no kitchen. There are no pillows. There’s no bathroom. Certainly no freshly-baked cookies or poetic anthologies of any kind.

Rob’s been doing this for more than 700 miles. In R2AK HQ parlance, this is nuts—something you Should Not Do. These are boats built for inshore competitions and plucking unfortunate surfers out of sticky situations. Not a multi-week international unsupported passage through some of the gnarliest waters in the world. Also with bears. Nuts!

Toybox Express, oh Toybox Express. Charming. Wholesome. Plucky. Also a kayak. Not as fast-looking, but it has sails, and other extra parts. To be honest, it looks kind of weird. But didn’t they win you over on day one with their matching set of delightfully-Canadian flapjack pajamas? Didn’t they tug at your heartstrings with their bromance-iversary chronicle of Oh My Gosh Our Boat Is Leaking? Self rescue! Pontoons! Perseverance! A visit from the RCMP!

But seriously—these guys did it right. They’ve adventured before, and they’ll adventure again, (hopefully less wet next time) but they understand what R2AK is all about. You and your heart versus yourselves and the sea, even when waist-deep in the icy brine. They got in a bit before midnight on June 26 and went straight to bed; as of press time we’re not sure whether or not they were in those matching pajamas.

Nearly done, and if you, like we here at R2AK HQ, have been up the whole blessed night waiting for the last two sojourners to get the heck off Chadsworth Island (say that with your jaw clenched) and Finish The Darn Race, you’re in luck.

Team Bella Bella & Beyond and Team Sporting Chance have been paddling together since day three of this thing; do we have yet another squee-inducing R2AK bromance smelted in the cold, grim crucible of exhausted isolation?

Stuart Sudgen of Team Bella Bella & Beyond has been paddling a surfski (an even faster-looking kayak) for more than 700 miles, and therefore categorically makes bad decisions. But relative to his last two R2AK rides—a last-minute, home-built trimaran (bonkers) and an elderly Cal 20 (lovable, but low points for style)—his Stellar S18S Expedition actually got the job done this year. Third time’s the charm!

He overcame the comfort-tractor-beam of hanging up the controls in familiar Bella Bella, and agreed to “stop the race at the same moment [I] have that well-satiated post-meal feeling but in an adventure sort of way.” Mission accomplished, hopefully?

If the surfski is the Landspeeder of R2AK, then Scott McDonald’s Team Sporting Chance’s NDK Explorer HV Kayak is more of a Tauntaun. You really have to wrap it around your body to keep warm. There’s neoprene involved. It can be tight and wet and slippery, but once it’s on, gives a real sense of security and belonging (still no pillows).

A benevolent creature with a penchant for daytime travel and aged cheese, Scott is paddling for a cause greater than the Rebel Alliance: Kidsport—a nonprofit that makes sure all kids under 18 can participate in “sport” (Canadian for sports). Is nutjob wilderness kayaking with no pillows or snacks a supported form of “sport,” Scott? Let us know. Tomorrow. Welcome to Done.

That’s it. That’s all the people. They all finished. The Grim Sweeper only managed to convert one lonely soul to his ghastly rounds. Nobody (to our knowledge) is (still) bleeding. The Coast Guard (to our knowledge) isn’t (too) mad. No bears were harmed (please no), or even startled (ok, but ill-advised).

A number of boats were badly damaged, as were a number of egos. A number of people decided that 2024 would be a more auspicious time to conquer their demons, the currents, the logs, the waves, and the bears (don’t conquer the bears). But a lot of people accomplished something they (and we) will remember for a lifetime in the last three weeks, and many of them will come back and take another hack at it a year from now.

Now we DARE you. Take whatever this momentum is, whatever inspiration this motley crew of wackadoos has ignited in you, whatever the wild and hoary corners of the world are telling you and dO SoMeTHiNG. Build a boat. Ask the patriarchy nicely or not so nicely to screw off. Call your mother. Tell your boss you’re cashing in the PTO to paddle to Alaska. Get that albatross off your neck, find out what the ocean is doing!

O sleep! It is a gentle thing. See you next year…

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The 7th edition of the Race to Alaska in 2023 followed the same general rules which launched this madness in 2015. No motor, no support, through wild frontier, navigating by sail or peddle/paddle (but at some point both) the 750 cold water miles from Port Townsend, Washington to Ketchikan, Alaska.

To save people from themselves, and possibly fulfill event insurance coverage requirements, the distance is divided into two stages. Anyone that completes the 40-mile crossing from Port Townsend to Victoria, BC can pass Go and proceed. Those that fail Stage 1 go to R2AK Jail. Their race is done. Here was the 2023 plan:

Stage 1 Race start: June 5 – Port Townsend, Washington
Stage 2 Race start: June 8 – Victoria, BC

While the Stage 1 course is simple enough, the route to Ketchikan is less so. Other than a waypoint at Bella Bella, there is no official course. Whereas previous races mandated an inside passage of Vancouver Island via Seymour Narrows, the gloves came off in 2022. For teams that can prove their seaworthiness, they now had the option of the western route (but conditions were too gnarly in 2023 to go there).

There is $10,000 if you finish first, a set of steak knives if you’re second. Cathartic elation if you can simply complete the course. R2AK is a self-supported race with no supply drops and no safety net. Any boat without an engine can enter.

There were no races in 2020 and 2021 due to the pandemic.

In 2022, there were 45 starters for Stage 1 and 34 finishers. Of those finishers, 32 took on Stage 2 of which 19 made it to Ketchikan.

In 2023, there were 36 starters for Stage 1 and 34 finishers. Of those finishers, 29 took on Stage 2 of which 18 made it to Ketchikan.

Source: R2AK

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(June 25, 2023) – While its Day 11 for the IMOCAs and VO65s that are racing in the final leg of The Ocean Race 2023, overall leader 11th Hour Racing Team is on their eighth day delivering their boat from The Netherlands to Genova, Italy. A collision 17 minutes into Leg 7 required their retirement and a return for repairs, but they now seek to finish what they started. Here’s an onboard update:

Happy to report we are comfortably inside the Mediterranean Sea, just over six months since we left. A lot has transpired since then, obviously, with a circumnavigation already complete; Aarhus is both north and east of Alicante.

To say this has been a strange eight days is a bit of an understatement. It feels a little like the twilight zone onboard, where we are caught between universes!

In one, we are racing hard. The goal is to get there as fast as possible for a multitude of reasons. That provides more time to celebrate the end of the race with the rest of the race. More time to prepare for the In Port Race. More time to be together as a team before going our separate ways on July 2nd.

In the other universe, it’s not the worst of ways to spend our last offshore miles together as a group onboard, the same group that started this race in Alicante this January. We have nobody to race against so there is a lack of pressure. The mood is light, casual. Plenty of time to enjoy each others company and have some laughs…

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