Bob Fisher, one of the worlds top international yachting journalists, and certainly the top writer on the America's Cup, is in Cascais, Portugal for the first round of the America's Cup World Series.
Bob is a multihuller from way back, having competed for Britain in the Little America's Cup and has been covering the America's Cup since 1967. After two rides on an AC45 on two consecutive days, he's developed a habit.
He writes: Dear Diary – Day 5 another lay day - America's Cup World Series - Cascais, Portugal
The sailing at the first of these World Series regattas of AC34 is planned to take place over seven days, but the time allotted is nine days. No that is not to allow for possible bad weather (remember one to the criteria for the AC-45s is that they should be fit to provide god racing in 3-30 knots of breeze), but so that the higher density of shoreside spectators at the weekends could see the racing. So, we will wait until tomorrow to see if the delay has been necessary.
This junkie feels like the cold turkey regime has set in. Very few boats have bothered to sail and those that have don’t have a spare seat, and thus my weight increases since there was time not only for breakfast but for lunch as well. And I have to report cheating on that too.
In order to qualify for lunch at the Hospitality Club 45, one first had to attend a short seminar on sustainability. I found out later (I missed it because I had earlier arranged an interview with Russell Coutts) that it was about creating cleaner regattas – just how that is managed with a bunch of grimy sailors defeats me. It ended with a practical session, weeding the foreshore rocks from the 'sour fig' that is destroying native vegetation.
I attended the subsequent lunch with TVNZ’s Martin Tasker and we reasoned that we were doing our bit for sustainability by eating food that might otherwise have been thrown away. Besides which, I am saving my weeding energies for my return home in order to garner some Brownie points in case Dee has heard that I want an AC-45.
There was activity around the hangars and the cranes as boats that had been modified and repaired were returned to the Bay – some even went sailing, but there was no outstanding invitation to join them. I’ll have to work on that. My less-than-impeccable French will be put to test. Vive L’Entente Cordiale.
OK, the grin is back. I’m on a promise for tomorrow. La belle fille Peyron has it all under control and I shall find out how Energy Team operates.