Hawaii to Seattle

Well another 31st Pacific yacht delivery = 69,750-nautical miles ;)…Or 2.9 X around the world!  I need to clone myself so I can do more of them at the same time which = more $ !!!

This next puddle jump will be a ‘who’s who’ of interesting people I know…

18-year-old Ryan Langley who a few years back aspired to be the next new youngest solo circumnavigator and has a new plan… And whom has crewed with me on now what will be the 4th yacht delivery ~ will be there with his incredible talent with a fiddle…

Tod Brooks, a new recruit from the Pacific Northwest is fresh ‘canon-fodder’ and the one and only Jen Edney will be there to document this ‘prologue’ to the next baby steps with her camera… And she isn’t just any pretender with the shutter-button!  Meanwhile, we’ll test new Hobie optics technology with a follow up report and pictures by yours truly and the ‘professional’ aboard – http://www.JenEdney.com!

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Next Spinnaker Cup Race the 27th on 1D35 “Alpha Puppy”!

…A nice dog walk and practice  jaunt before TransPac !

…Spinnaker Cup UPDATE 5/28:

Good race – 19k speed surfing last 3-hours to the finish but new carbon bow spirit was 40-minutes late ‘cooking’ the morning of the start so late for the bell but calculated would have gotten 2nd based on start/finish time – good training for TransPac nonetheless – and met great people !  Here is the incredible profiles of just two of our crew:

Sean Doyle – son of the infamous Dan Doyle of Waikiki Yacht Club (Dan is a multiple double-handed TransPac winner on the 1D35 “Two Guys on the Edge”), and his son Sean was skipper of the the Transpac’s youth record holder aboard the 1D35 “On the Edge of Destiny” in the youngest crew member category…with an average age of 19.8-years old in the 1997 Transpac…

About Ronnie Simpson: PDF Print E-mail
 “…In June 2004, an enemy-fired Rocket Propelled Grenade blew up within feet of me, while I manned a .50 cal machine gun on top of a Humvee in Fallujah, Iraq. I sustained life threatening injuries, and was subsequently put into a medically induced coma, with a machine to breathe for me. I would remain like this for 18 days, where I woke up to my mother, father, and brother in Texas. My left lung, eyes, gastro-intestinal system, and left ear were severely damaged. I had taken burns and shrapnel, and was bandaged up pretty much everywhere.  When I woke up, I didn’t know what was going on, had a tube down my nose (to my stomach; not as comfortable as it sounds), I was hooked up to oxygen, I could not eat or drink for over a month, and I had to be strapped into a chair to sit or else I would fall out. Because I could not eat, I went from 185 lbs. to 119 lbs. I thought I was going to waste away and die. Doctors did not know how my body would recover from the devastating blast injuries.And then; I just started getting better. By November, I was somewhat back to being myself. My only lasting permanent injuries would be that my vision is severely decreased, with holes in my maculas, fovias and retinas, and a large tear in my right retina. I had my cataracts replaced and now have to wear reading glasses. I lost half of my left lung, some hearing in my left ear, and now have occasional digestive problems. I still feel the effects of mild brain damage, and notice slight tremors in my hands. (seem to be intermittent)While home in Atlanta on convalescent leave, my father passed away. This was a very difficult and life-changing experience, on the heels of my past year, which had been a very difficult time in my life.

I would return to Texas, where I was still an Active Duty Marine, awaiting a medical retirement. After being retired from the Marines, I found myself working full time, while also full time in college, engaged, and owning a home. Life happened too fast and I became very discontent. Fortunately, I had amassed a bit of material wealth, and could in turn cash that in and buy a boat. It didn’t matter that I had never sailed. The sea called to me and I had to answer it. So at the age of 22, I sold everything I owned, ended a great relationship, dropped out of school and quit my job to move to San Diego and buy a 41 foot cruising boat. My dreams were great; I was going to sail around the world on my boat.

Six months later, in October 2008, I left San Diego, solo, bound for Hawaii to go see my brother. Unfortunately, 8 days and 800+ miles out of port, a Category 4 Hurricane (Norbert) developed pretty much on top of me and ripped the rudder, among other things, out of the boat. I spent about a day trying to jury-rig a rudder, but was ultimately unsuccessful. I was more or less stranded in the middle of an ocean by myself. A freight ship was nearby and offered assistance over the radio, so I took them up on their offer and left my boat in the middle of the ocean, boarding a freight ship bound for Shanghai, China. With no visa for Shanghai, I flew to Hong Kong. I tried to buy another  sailboat, but couldn’t afford one, so I settled on the next best thing; a Cannondale mountain bike. Since I could no longer sail around the world, I decided to cycle around. I cycled from China to England, only bypassing Burma, Pakistan and Iran because I could not obtain visas. After 21 countries and close to 9,000 miles, I flew to San Francisco and cycled back down to San Diego, so that I could be the best man in my brother’s wedding.

While in Hong Kong, I spent the majority of my time racing sportboats, and with 9,000 miles of pedaling to collect my thoughts, I have decided to follow my passion and pursue my dreams. I am an aspiring solo ocean racer. I plan to use my racing and the publicity which it creates, to promote worthy causes that I truly believe in. In this case, it is “Hope for the Warriors”. I am a wounded veteran. I have been there. It is difficult. Regardless of your beliefs and opinions regarding the current Iraq and Afghanistan wars, please take a moment to look at what our organization does, and some of the incredible programs within. We are a National Non-Profit organization who strives to increase the quality of life for our wounded service members.

I hope to successfully race the Singlehanded Transpac in 2010, and with any luck, the Mini Transat in 2013. From there, who knows…”

-Ronnie Simpson

 

Maimitivavau survives to sail again!

“Maimitivavau” my ex-girlfriend – the Contessa 26 I set the world record as the youngest solo circumnavigator aboard in 1995-’96 sank in cyclone Yasi in Australia about the same time my current Albin Vega 27 “ISIS” survived the Queensland floods in Bundaberg, Australia – with just one scratch in the paint.  This was after she’d almost finished on top of the two story Mid-Town Marina office building if you look back at my previous blog entry about the tragedy…

James Finan – my mate who crewed for me on many yacht deliveries and whom I raced from Vanuatu to New Caledonia last year (against my old boat) lost her after he left her on a mooring in Airlie Beach for several months while he worked with a good new charter job in Egypt of all places…and northeastern Australia was struck by one of the biggest cyclones in a decade…

The good news is that “Maimitivavau” will sail again!  She was pulled out of the water and she is looking for a loving new owner to set a new youngest record aboard or to continue cruising the world for the years to come…all she needs is little TLC ; – )

5/12/11

In San Francisco at Svedson’s boat yard helping prepare Linda Pasquriello’s yacht “Yemaya” for her solo round the world.  She departs in the next two months…Replaced all standing and running rigging, new mast base, new LED mast and running lights, new Aries windvane mounted etc etc.

Next on my schedule:  Spinnaker Cup, then yacht delivery from Hawaii to Seattle, TransPac, 2nd delivery Hawaii to Seattle and potential delivery Hawaii to Fiji!

2nd Official Entry for ‘MOD 34 2013’

2nd Official Entry for ‘MOD 34 2013’

A second entry after myself with a confirmed Italian challenger for the MOD 34 2013 Race!

Identity and boat name to be revealed shortly with a third S&S 34 interested.

The first one-design nonstop solo around the world race is alive and well!

Below:  My S&S 34 “Gitano” aka “ISIS 2” in Seattle on the recent visit & serial delivery crew-member Ryan Langley and moi on our very light-wind con-voyage from Bainbridge Island, Seattle to Bremerton ~ the girl’s new home till September after summer yacht deliveries and the start of the big refit!

TFFTI

TFFTI  (Too F*@king Fast To Identify)

“I step on cracks in the road to defy superstition..

Don’t let dreams keep you in bed…”

Sparks in the night sky ~ a glowing ember that will erupt into inferno…I can’t reveal the nature of what’s lurking in the dark.

She is an immensely high maintenance women and dilverance to her place on the dance-floor is where she belongs in clouds of sweat and spray – a siren-song, dancing her way across the seas.

This ‘femme fatale’ is confidential now ‘unless you’re in the know‘.  This ‘woman‘ has won her place as my soul-mate for the yonder blue road.  The results of that seduction will soon bear results on the global dance floor & race course: The world.  Stayed tuned.