As many of you were aware, I was invited to the Volvo Ocean Race "Legend's Regatta" in Alicante Spain. It was a bit of an ingenious marketing idea, which turned into a run-a-way success. Basically with only 6 Volvo 70s registered and a Boston Consulting Group report that said the Volvo had become too far separated from it's rich history the organizers were looking for solutions.
The report indicated that with all of the modern communication and x-games marketing the Volvo had lost some of the mystique of the old hard core adventurers who were truly sailing into the unknown and discovering how big the world really was - by sailing around it! The Legend's Regatta was a way of solving two problems with one idea. The regatta was open to boats and teams from all past Whitbreads and Volvos. They were hoping for maybe 8-10 boats and around 100 people. Instead - they ended up with 16 boats and over 600 people!
We had Heineken and the owner Johannes Schwarz was gracious enough to let all 21 'Lady Legend's' (sailors from Maiden, Heineken, EF and Assa Abloy) race his boat.
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| Me Jeni and Gloria + 20 Years |
It was very cool to step onto a boat with that caliber of sailor . Most of the women I had sailed with extensively, either around the world or in the Americas Cup or other long term projects. But others I hadn't seen for quite a few years. To be truthful that would be 20 years, as in when we finished Maiden.
The social side was fun. For instance, the Kiwis on Camper invited all of the Lady Legends to their pavilion for a special drinks party. I saw Kenny Reed when I was on my way and he was kicking himself - "Why didn't we think of that!" Ahh flattery.
Back to the sailing; Day one was very light. The line was a big odd and there was some cross current pushing us over. The other two Volvo 60s had to bail out and circle around with less than a minute to go. Oakcliff's match racing really helped. I counted down every second until literally 3 when we pulled the trigger and were barely able to get the bow down inside of the mark and start - but we were way ahead of the other two boats. Phew! That was the excitement. The rest of the race was very very light and they eventually abandoned it but it was so much fun to get sails up and down and work in a coordinated fashion with 4 teams forming one.
Day two was a completely different scenario. We were able to win the start again and the winds were much higher in the 18 -20 knot range but very shifty.
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| Surfing in 30 knots |
The course was about 30 miles and as were on the beat up to the turning mark the wind was gusting pretty solid into the 30s. It was getting late and the spray was aligning with the rays of the lowering sun. I had a urge to just keep going. Heineken was handling perfectly and I thought: There is nowhere in the world that I would rather be at this moment! Nice.
Turns out, the turn was a good idea because we screamed downwind and again Heineken handled beautifully getting some great surfs. I was transported back to being 25. Certainly not old enough to be a 'Legend'!