The racing in the Spring Series takes place on the Solent, the body of water which separates the Isle of Wight from the English mainland, stretching (more or less) from Lymington in the West to Portsmouth in the East. The Solent is one of the most challenging places in the world to race. It is like no other sailing venue that I have ever been to, and is about as different as you can get from the waters of Carlisle Bay. For one, the presence of large commercial ports in Southampton and Portsmouth means that it is a busy shipping lane, and we are constantly dodging container ships and oil tankers.
The other aspect of racing in the Solent which makes it challenging is navigation. There are dozens of navigational buoys scattered around the water way and these are used to mark the race course. This means that you need to know where they are and be able to tell them apart. Every boat has a navigator, armed with a chart and a GPS, who does nothing else. His job is made more difficult by the fact that the Race Committee does not give out details of the course until 10 minutes before the race.
To top all of that off is Bramble Bank, a sandbar located in the middle of the Solent which, at low water spring tides, is actually uncovered (and the crazy English play cricket on it). The rest of the time it presents a navigational hazard, as the shallow waters are not enough for the deep keels of the bigger yachts. In spite of all of this, or perhaps because of it, the Solent is a very popular place for yacht racing...perhaps the busiest in all of Britain. Cowes Week, which is held here once a year, is one of the largest and oldest sailing events in the world.
The racing is hot; most of the sailors in the bigger boats are pro or semi-pro and there are loads of people who have spent a lifetime sailing in these waters. Us mere mortals are quite pleased when we get a good result, such as one light wind day when we managed a third place. The crew on Cajou is still relatively new, but everyone knows what they are doing. On the first day of racing we were greeted by winds of up to 35 knots, which certainly makes for some exciting gybes with the spinnaker. The waves don’t get that big in the Solent, but downwind legs are still fun in such conditions.
The most interesting racing comes when the wind drops and the tides picks up pace. One of the most bizarre experiences I have had in all of my time sailing occurred on such a day, when our boat was lifted up and around a windward mark, sideways, by the current, despite having started out well below the starboard layline! I was sure that we would have to tack, but all the skipper did was luff up a bit to further reduce any forward motion that the boat had. When we got to the mark, we called for Room on another boat, which had just completed the same manoeuvre and was trying to get forward motion again. That’s one situation you don’t see in the rule books!