Misfires

A collection of accidental sailing images

This misfire was taken by Ed while aboard Bitchen, an Evelyn 26, on the south end of Lake Pleasant looking towards the ten lane ramp. It was the last day of the fall series of Arizona Yacht Club races and probably after the first race of the day. They still had a foresail up but it looks unloaded so I doubt if  excessive heeling is what made this shot off kilter. This exposure was sandwiched between two more intentional shots of the flaming orange Santana 20, Hot Flash.

This is of the sole of a boat, the Andrew Thomas, not a sail boat but a center console power boat which is ironically made of plastic. The Andrew Thomas is nearly indestructible, so I felt quite confident bringing it in and out of the slip and operating it in close quarters. This image was accidentally made when Ed passed me the camera so I could stow it.

This skyward view image was stuck in my camera for months. I know it is at Katheryn’s Landing on the Colorado during Operation Dry Water. The bridge which suspends some sort of pipeline across the river is quite recognizable. I must have been standing at the edge of the OUI (operating under the influence) tent, in the tiny bit of shade available during the excessively hot day. I suppose a boating officer from California, Nevada or Arizona may have been doing a field sobriety test on a boater just a few feet away. During Dry Water, I held boats while law enforcement conducted the OUI check point. The Colorado River is a deadly strip of waterway. A few less drunks on the River by the end of the day was a good thing.

This shoe, or rather the pair, made its internet debut in 2005 when it was featured as “inappropriate footwear” for a triathlon. I wore it (them) from the Tempe Beach Park to my bike, and while deemed inappropriate, they served me very well. You may ask, “What is the brown thing?” I asked the same question.
Flesh, but OMG who’s and what part? It is a close up of my sun damaged left calf and my not so damaged thigh. The top corner is the heal of my left foot. Look closely and you can see my pinky toe jutting from under my calf near the eyelets on the shoe. It must have taken itself after I changed the battery and turned my camera back on to snap a photo of my friends’ passing trawler. I got three nice photos of the big vintage Chris-Craft Soot Us moments later.

This accidental image was taken from the tiny spot between the winch-handle pocket and the companion way. While we were on a good heel the camera had been jammed into the space for safe-keeping, the lens pointed skyward so the sun full overhead highlighted the top of the our out of focus mast. The monolithic pocket is crowned by the contrasting winch handle, centering the image. My plaid bucket hat completes the composition. This is one of the better pictures I did not take.

The feet of the coffee baron brothers, featured in Gone Coastal, are the subject of my camera’s whim in this image. I probably squeezed the button as I stumbled into the cockpit.

This is the sister misfire from the photo of the coffee bean brother’s feet. I like it so much, I use it for my Twitter background. I’m not sure it this was sequential but I am fairly sure it was from the same watch. Perhaps this was taken as I gathered my camera and left the helm, stumbling out of the cockpit.

I had the camera in my left hand as I scrambled aboard Bliss to start the outboard for an emergency departure from the Pancake Breakfast raft up. The 12 boat raft began to blow too close to a shelf of visible rocks. My arm appears to be an odd addition to the neighboring vessel Gypsy Wind.