Hopping Mad

Can you just imagine the emails going around the more considered, revered members of the Royal New Zealand Yacht Squadron right now? They’re no fools. They’re no mugs. They’re thoroughly decent, welcoming, affable, knowledgeable people. Great sailors too. Weapons-grade in the bar. It’s a club you want to go to. A club you have toContinue reading “Hopping Mad”


It was the Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius that said: ‘Learn to be indifferent to what makes no difference,’ and judging by the response to the America’s Cup Protocol, it has landed not with joy, not with enthusiasm, but with the very worst human emotion of all – indifference. The uninitiated would say it’s the rightContinue reading “Indifferent?”


The epicentre of European sailing this summer has unquestionably been Lake Garda and if you’ve been there, sailed there, raced a championship there, you already know why. A more perfect amphitheatre for watersports simply doesn’t exist anywhere on the planet. And what’s more the unique climate guarantees a breeze, the Ora, that you can setContinue reading “Filmstars”

Real Deal

A blessed spot of light Friday relief from the America’s Cup for those readers thoroughly disinterested in self-interest and pining to see relatable boats but of a grand prix variety is provided courtesy of the 5.5 Metre class who are down in Lake Garda – where else – for their much postponed Alpen Cup. TheseContinue reading “Real Deal”

Treasured Classic

I spent the most pitch-perfect summer evening at the Classic Boat Museum in Cowes last weekend, celebrating 25 years of its existence and was utterly blown away by the place. It’s a treasure right in the very heart of both East and West Cowes with one of the most astonishing collections of boats and yachtsContinue reading “Treasured Classic”

Foil the Wight

We all know that the Olympic Committee and World Sailing made a massive error of judgement in appointing kiteboarding to the vacant sailing slot for Paris 2024. It’s an error of catastrophic proportions made by clueless, out of touch committees that failed to recognise the simple fact that no-one does the racing discipline. It’s aContinue reading “Foil the Wight”

Lord of the Wings

The 2005 Moth World Championships were a watershed. Rohan Veal turned up at Port Philip Bay in Melbourne with an early Bladerider and fire in his belly, scoring a perfect eight wins from eight races. It was his time and in my view, one of the finest championship wins in any class, ever. This wasContinue reading “Lord of the Wings”


An indescribable funk of premium 93 octane fuel fused with expensive men’s aftershave gloriously filtered down the River Medina whilst helicopters buzzed above and the Royal Yacht Squadron hummed to a different beat as the Cowes-Torquay-Cowes teams thundered into our sleepy town. The aged red trousers and cravats were out-muscled by the heavily-logo’d Hugo BossContinue reading “Throttled”

To be continued…

Thirty-three hours. Cowes, Fastnet, Cherbourg. Wow. But we really haven’t seen anything yet. The unbelievable Gitana Team of Franck Cammas and Charles Caudrelier have laid down a marker for the new Rolex Fastnet Race course and for now, we just stand back and admire their work. What a performance. What an incredible group of sailors.Continue reading “To be continued…”