The forecast in the picture above has been fairly typical of what SailFlow has predicted for the winds at least one day each week recently. Light winds, changing direction all around the compass, probably no more than 3 or 4 knots during the time we are likely to be sailing. Ugh!
The forecast for the Saturday of the Newport Regatta was much like that. I thought about not going. But I went. I had a good time.
The forecast for the Saturday of the Lipton Cup was much like that. I thought about not going. But I went. I had a good time.
I think I've cured myself from my "paralysis by analysis", my tendency to read too much into weather forecasts, specifically my belief that if the forecast predicts light fluky winds then it will be impossible to sail... or at least impossible to have fun sailing. Two years ago this bad attitude of mine was one of the reasons I almost gave up sailing. Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster that I've cured myself of that one.
Last Tuesday was another case in point. Shitty light wind weather forecast. But I went to Bristol anyway. I sailed for an hour by myself in about 5 or 6 knots. I had a good time. The wind died. I waited around. Another Laser sailor came out to join me. The wind picked up to maybe 3-5 knots. We raced three short windward-leeward races. We had a good time.
I asked my companion if he wanted to do another race. He said no, he would rather use what wind was left to sail back to the beach. It was a good decision.
I'm glad I've stopped believing the weather forecast, or at least in letting a light wind forecast from stopping me going sailing.
Tonight on the other hand SailFlow is promising 14 knots from the south at 5pm. Woo hoo!
No wait. I don't believe it.