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Volume 2004 Issue 4 Konza Sailor June 2004 |
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Mysterious breakfast became a reality |
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After many mysterious electronic mail messages from the Phantom Breakfast Cook advertising a breakfast of lemon pancakes with honey, bacon and eggs cooked to order, the long-awaited official invitation arrived. There was indeed going to campfire at the Blue Valley Yacht Club grounds and the next morning, for all those who braved the elements and spent the night on the BVYC grounds (or waters), a free breakfast would be served. The mystery was solved! |
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ring. Sailors came prepared to spend the night using various shelters. Many planned on sleeping on their respective yachts, Bill and Deb Schapaugh brought a tent, and Tom and Monta Manney brought their camper trailer. After several hours liquid refreshment, hot pop-corn by Bob and Jane Mullen and lots of stimulating |
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Henry Otto As Supreme Operating Barnacle Of the Dam Sailor's Club Invites all Members of the Blue Valley Yacht Club To a Campfire at the Blue Valley Yacht Club Grounds Approximately 8:00 Post Meridian Friday, May 28, 2004 Firewood, Ignition Temperature and Conversation provided (bring your own beverages, & snacks, with enough to share if you desire) Breakfast Will Be Served FREE to all who spend the night on their boat or the club grounds Coffee at 7:00 Anti Meridian Colors at 8:00 Breakfast from 8:00 to 10:00 No reservations necessary for the Campfire Reservations requested for for the Breakfast Henry Otto sotto3@cox.net |
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Responding to the call of the Supreme Operating Barnacle, sailors arrived at the club shelter on Friday evening and were welcomed by a roaring fire in the fire |
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photo by Tom Manney Sunrise, May 29, 2004 |
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conversation, the sailors retired to their berths. Everyone imagined a night of sound sleep hearing nothing but the soothing sounds of water lapping on the hull, light breeze blowing through the standing rigging, perhaps a tent flap flapping or the sound of wind coming in around the screen door of the camper. Well the breeze turned out being more than light and the sounds turned out being other than soft and soothing. The winds were such that all the moored boats sailed through an arc defined by the length of their mooring line. At some point along this arc the winds caused the halyards to vibrate vigorously and, on several boats, caused halyards and metal to meet mast resulting in LOUD, REPEATING, BELL-LIKE, CLANGING NOISE!! (Apparently not everyone had heeded the |