For most sailors sailing is everything, a passion that effects deeply and extensively the entire life of sailors. The sailors community one that creates friendships for life. What is best than discussing about a windshift and enjoying social life in a nice yactht club…? In recent years sailing has mooved more and more away from the partecipatory model, as more and more races per day and longer and longer days have moved sailing towards some sort of strenght ultra endurance sport.
In our opinion this is a huge mistake. In a complex system, small changes can lead to totally unexpected outcomes. We have mooved from role models like Dennis Conner, magic big bad Dennis to the ultra ripped bodies of the AC sailors, most of them just grinding and training in the gym, looking more and more like the narcisistic bodybuilders of the 70ies flat down on their rotary pumps, but forgetting all the real pleasure of sailing, with their helmets and boring hunt-for-speed-only.
So here you go… this going away from our roots creates a new sailors community, with totally different role models and people. We have less people as only who can commit 100% can achieve this levels of fitness and we are loosing all the club sailors, splitting in two our comunity and all that with decreasing numbers. Sailing used to be for the clever and fun, now it seems less of a tactical game and more a full on sport like swimming.
Well I hate it, I might have never been the cut super athlete but bloody hell this development is wrong, let’s go back to the bar and have a good beer and have fun.
The mythical arm wretsling competition at the 1998 Athens Finn Gold Cup where Oleg Khopersky broke one arm to some crazy greek bodybuilder that challenged him and were Mike Maier made sure Iain Percy had to see the fisio every day for two months… one of those unforgettable nights. Or the gala dinner at the Cleveland Star Worlds in 1989 another one, at least for me, as some good wine made me think I had found the passion of my life, and I have to stop here as that was long before getting married and having two sons. The bar next to the olympic village in Savannah 1996 where with Ian Walker and Jonny Merricks we were partying like crazy…
This maniac sport will die soon if we don’t change direction…
Which one was your best party you have ever had in a regatta, our beloved readers?