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Commodore's Corner - August 2011

South Side Rules!!!

Once again the eternal cosmic struggle has run its course at Shell Point Beach, dark versus light, yin and yang, North Side against South Side. Rum n’ Root Beer 2011 was a regular cave town throw down. The South Side Stone(r) Tribe emerged victorious in a battle of wits and survival skills against the hapless North Side Shell Tribe. Our very own Bobby G. and has lovely wife Sandy pulled together a fun event that had everyone on their feet and on the move. Amazing what you can do with a $3,000 budget! Thanks to Linda, Cinda, John Gilbert, Perry and WCF for the mixology. Tina went overboard making sure that the Bam Bams were entertained and not eaten by raptors. Great Job everyone.

We still have three more lessons scheduled for this year and they are already booked. We have had full classes for every session and people are having great fun. If you can help us teach at any of these sessions, get in touch with lesson coordinator Bob Andrews, all help is appreciated.

The Endless Summer Sailboard Classic is less than 2 months away! We should have a large group of C-fleeters for Tina to send around the course (maybe I’ll drop down from Sport). We will be scheduling a kick off meeting soon, so if you would like to be on a committee or wrangle some sponsors, let me know.

There will be huge elections at the September meeting, for board members and officers. The current board suggests the following slate;

Commodore – Bob Andrews
Vice Commodore – Mike Levine
Scribe – Bob Graves
Purser – Wright Finney

We will need 4 at large nominees for the remainder of the board. As always, write-ins are acceptable, so give a thought to next year’s SPSC brain trust.



Respectfully submitted, W.D. Olson, Commodore
South Side Rules!






NIMBY 2011

This was my third NIMBY, and I had a wonderful time. I am well aware this should be about my 10th NIMBY, give me a break, I'm a slow learner. We arrived at the hotel, which was a perfect location, dropped off Bob's trailer and went looking for a place to have lunch in Pensacola. After lunch we headed back to the hotel to prepare for the big race on Saturday. While Bob and Dylan unloaded the gear, I headed to the salon to have a pedicure. Saturday brought lots of sun and sand. While the sailors raced, I sat with Lori and Sandy on the beach and enjoyed all the sun and sand. The funniest part of my Saturday on the beach was when Lori inadvertently flashed the sunbathers. I guess she thought we were in Europe. A guy sitting a few feet away, was kind enough to remind her we were at a family beach. Saturday evening we went to a delicious place Bill recommended. I had quite a bit of wine, so when Perry asked to see my Burnt Buns, I was a little taken aback, until I realized he meant my painted toes. Sunday brought more sun and racing. I decided to get on a board and do a little sailing. Well that was a bust, I swear the water in Gulf Breeze is thicker than the water at Shell Point. I had a hard time and I blame the water! After the races, the awards were handed out and my husband won the Sport Fleet. I was so proud of him and his medal! See you at the 2012 NIMBY!

by Claire Andrews



Rum n’ Root Beer Competition!

Costume contest got off to a late start, with the eventual winner coming in very late. The contestants were dressed up wonderfully and did a great job on the theme. Tina won in her cave woman outfit and Richard with his wonderful cave man getup. Fred and Wilma Flintstone made an appearance and the first man emerged from the gene pool. That was scary. Mud woman was present as was a very young caveman. Great job by everyone and thanks to those who participated.

The games soon got underway after everyone was split into the North Side Shell Tribe and the South Side Stone Tribe. North side or south side was determined by which side of Mahan/Tennessee street you live on.

First game was the fire carry, where members of each tribe had to carry a torch from the beach, across the water then back to the beach. The Shell Tribe won easily, but the Stone Team was the most resilient. Donna and Chris were taking the torch on the water when they tipped off. However, they kept the flame above water, climbed back on board, and finished the competition.

Shell Tribe 1, Stone Tribe 0

The second competition was the bone carry, where each tribe had 15 people in a line and had to pass a boom from one to the other by passing their body through it from head to toe or toe to head, depending on where you got it. The Stone Tribe won, but just barely.

Shell Tribe 1, Stone Tribe 1

Next competition was the egg carry, where 5 tribe members had to come to the water and extend their round bungee cord around the dinosaur egg by pulling on the 5 ropes tied to the bungee. This was a most exciting event. Stone Tribe jumped out to a lead only to have the Shell Tribe jump ahead on returning the second egg. But they dropped their egg and the Stone Tribe was making their way back to the home skillet when they dropped their egg. The Shell Tribe recaptured theirs and got it in their skillet first. Four lead changes.

Shell Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 1

The fourth competition was the food gathering, where 5 tribe members at a time all had to hold onto a mast and gather up the food. The food consisted of several rubber rings, 2 hula hoops and 2 flotation rings. The competition was pretty easy, with the Stone Tribe getting the flotation device early on and returning it. The outcome was decided when the Shell Tribe picked up their flotation device only to have a newly forming sea breeze blow it off the mast. They then spent lots of time chasing it down. Stone Tribe won easily.

Shell Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 2

The final event, the decision maker, the heart breaker, and the championship taker required everyone in each tribe to participate. This was the spitting raptor kill. One team lined up on the beach and had 40 tennis balls that had to be launched at the dinosaur and score a kill shot. Balls had to be thrown one at a time as each member of the tribe made it through the line. The other team lined up behind the dinosaur with water cannons and drenched the attacking tribe. I was surprised at how many people enjoyed getting soaked because of how slow they would throw the ball. The Shell Tribe scored 13 points and the Stone Tribe scored 17 points, coming out the as clear winner.

Shell Tribe 2, Stone Tribe 3

Everyone then took time to get their food ready for the buffet. Scott was kind enough to man the grill and cook up all the dogs that were brought down. The food was plentiful and delicious. I had both a slaw dog and a chili dog, apple pie, peach pie, a brownie and a dish that had sausage with some very light flakey crust; yum to all of it. The true troglodytes emerged as the buffet table was ravaged.



Chair Report on the RnR

Got to the beach at 11am to start setting up and noticed both Linda and Tina had already been there. Tina has roped off the gazebo to ensure we could claim it and Linda had brought her Kona down along with an aluminum mast. After working for an hour I was soaking wet and that was without getting near the water. It was HOT HOT HOT.

All was good, however, when TIKI MON V showed up. It may have been hot before, but this guy made it steam! This one is totally strutting his stuff even though his great granddaddy was there, TIKI MON II. You can check out more pictures of TIKI MON V and the Rum n’ Root Beer by going to your Facebook page and going to the Shell Point Sailboard Club Facebook site.

Special thanks to some people are in order. Linda supplied the grill, dogs, all the paper products and plastic ware, her Kona board and an aluminum mast plus other stuff I know I’m forgetting. Tina setup a wonderful area for kids’ crafts and many an adult had to venture over and participate in the creativity and fun. Thank to His Excellency for the theme and some of the game ideas. Perry came down early to help setup and brought 40 pounds of ice and Donna and Chris were down early to help setup. Thanks to William for bringing a keg of beer to share with all registrants and to Wright for bringing down a very special brew and for having a much needed battery I needed for my microphone. The great signage was created by Cinda and some of it will be used again for future events.

As usual, with an event like this, or any event the club puts on, it is a group effort. The chair just gets all the glory, while others bust their butts doing the work to setup, run the event, and break down. Thanks to anyone whom I may not have mentioned because there are many of you and thanks to all who came out to enjoy the event and support the club. A special thanks is in order to my sweetie, Sandy, for hearing about the RnR for the last 4 weeks and supporting me in getting it together.


Chair Report to the Purser

We had 45 shirts and sold 44 of them, meaning we had 44 registrations. All 36 beverage cups were sold. Financially, you would think we might come out ahead at this event, but, sadly, the cost of running events like this are astronomical.

First, the meetings: His Excellency and I had several meeting at the Governors Club to talk strategy and, of course, we charged it to the club. And this was just one of several meetings. We had to hire lobbyist to work with the Wakulla county commissioners to make sure we weren’t visited by any Sheriff Department people since we had half-nekid men and woman running around pretending to be cavemen and women. Plus, the punch, which was last served up by Rev. Jim Jones, was lethally delicious.

Getting to the beach with all the stuff we had to haul down was difficult, so we had to get something to move it. Fortunately, Mike’s Limos had a Hummer Limo available to take Commodore Bill and myself, along with the gear, to Shell Point Saturday morning. Due to the heat and amount of stuff we had, I had to hire folks to unload it and set it all up. Don’t worry; I paid them hourly with no benefits, so I saved the club lots of money there. You’re welcome.

There are also other expenses, such as all the stuff that was used to squirt water with, cups to drink volatile punch out of, etc., but these were fairly minor.

Bottom line, Mr. Purser, is that, though we brought in a decent amount of money, it will be time to cash in and liquidate all the club assets. The necessary expenditure for this event far out strip what we have, but it was worth it; at least for me. I plan on volunteering to do this again next year, so a major fund raiser will have to be held to get the club back on firm financial footing. Good luck.

Yours in financial fraud and fiscal foolery,

Bobby G




SPSC Club Meeting July 12, 2011



Bill SLAMMED the gavel at 7:30, calling the meeting to order. 8 people present at the time. Bill patiently waited for others to come which resulted in a total of 12 people. His patience after the violence of the gavel points out the struggle between Bill and the gavel.

Meeting called to order, again, at 7:36 with 14 members present.

Purser reported money in the checking account and 55 memberships.

Rum n’ Root Beer – Bob talked about the R&R for a bit. Talked about kids and what they wanted to do. Tina was taking care of the kids crafts. Tables and tents were requested at the beach.

Trailer contingency – Have names of folks to contact about when and where to move the trailer. There is no phone tree in place. Board must work on these things. What the heck does the board do when they get together, anyway? If you don’t know, I suggest you nominate yourself to become a board member this upcoming year! Bill and Bob G. will make sure tires are all inflated.

On-line directory – Directory can be accessed via a smart phone or the web. Some folks indicated they like the paper version (these are also known as Troglodytes and will be well represented at the Rum n’ Root Beer this year). To get a paper version we need a sponsor to pay for it. Questions were asked on opting in and out from the look up. Of course, these questions were asked by folks who haven’t tried it yet, so I encourage you to give it a go by going to www.20knotsnob.com and selecting "Directory" from the top navigation bar or you can go directly to https://www.20knotsnob.com/directory/. (Make sure it starts with https)

Bill went into marketing mode to sell us flags and Donna jumped in selling Endless Summer shirts from last year. I bought one. I’m a sucker for a good sail pitch.

Bob A. mentioned the need for help Saturday for a practice session. Sure would be nice to see some NEW faces to help out with the training. Fortunately we have some reliably dedicated people in Linda, Bill, Tina, Donna, and Chris.

Endless Summer – Bill asked for input and much laughter and discussion followed. Scribe must have zoned out here because that’s all I wrote down. Apparently I have trouble writing and listening at the same time which makes for some unique Scribe challenges. I might have been chewing gum at the time which really threw me.

Donna moved to adjourn, Bob seconded, his majesty adjourned us.

These minutes are pretty poor. Sorry. I won’t chew gum the next time.



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