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A statement from Artemis Racing

Artemis Racing today held a private ceremony commemorating the memory of our friend and teammate Andrew “Bart” Simpson. After eight bells, a wreath was cast upon the water by representatives of the four teams of the 34th America’s Cup. Then the morning’s rain parted and sunshine spread across San Francisco Bay. The Artemis Racing team thanks everyone for their support. Bart, may you rest in peace.

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Written by Ben Ellison on May 17, 2013 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub

Following the first meeting of the America’s Cup Review Committee on Thursday in San Francisco, teams have been asked to suspend all sailing in AC72 and AC45 catamarans until the middle of next week.

The Review Committee is scheduled to meet with the teams for the first time on Friday morning.

Here is a response submitted to SailingScuttlebutt.com in response to the pickup of The Prototype blog. I would note that it was not “submitted.”

From Dan Meyers – Newport, RI:
As I get older I figure that I have seen all of the foolishness in the world, but this week the nonsense submitted to Scuttlebutt is appalling.

Ouest and I have been playing Mailman lately. I’m the mailman and I make deliveries to her. Before I give her the mail I say, “Special delivery for Ouest. Oh, hello, who are you?”

Reaching out for her stack of cards she blurts out, “O-U-E-S-T. Ouest Lill Schulte. Forty-three pounds. I live on Bumfuzzle. I’m from Mexico.”

And really, that’s all you need to know about her. With that information she should be able to find her way home from anywhere else in the world. At the very least her mail will always find her.

By my reckoning, the Dad-Kid Humour Index peaks when the kids are about ages 3-6.  Dad specializes in Kindergarten funny.  Puns, bodily functions, and even the odd dubious word are used to hilarious effect.  When I opened this photo of Erik yesterday, Indy laughed until she almost cried.  Dad with a blue head?  Comedy genius.

There's no better way to waste a few minutes of your work day.

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Last night we heard the noise that cruisers without watermakers dread—the long-cycling water pump—signaling we’d reached the bottom of the tank. A day or two earlier than expected, but not a big deal. We returned to Puerto Escondido, filled the tanks, grabbed a mooring ball, went to shore for ice cream, and then jumped in the pool. Needless to say the kids were not disappointed in how this day went down.

This was a fast passage with very little motoring. My mate Mr. Lassen and I covered the 830 some miles between Fajardo and St. Georges in less than six days and burned only about five gallons of fuel in the process. Not my fastest passage ever between the Onion Patch and the W'Indies, but I think it's the fastest northbound trip I've ever made at this time of year.

41 months Ouest, 21 months Lowe

Another month zips past. Ouest’s Spanish is improving greatly. She knows dozens of words and is using them pretty regularly. And of course her swimming continues to improve daily. She is to the point now that we let her go out swimming to the deep stuff by herself. We watch her and call her in when she goes too far. And now when she gets tired while swimming she just flips right over and back-floats her way in.

Sander van der Borch

It is America's only surviving wooden whaleship. And according to The Old Salt Blog, the "shutter" plank has been fastened to the newly renovated hull, and the launch is scheduled for July 21.

OSB digs up a nice video about the restoration to accompany this news.

Here's the start of that journey:

Written by Kees Verruijt on May 13, 2013 for Panbo, The Marine Electronics Hub

Puerto Ballandra, Baja California Sur, Mexico.

There are about ten boats here in the bay at the moment which has us scratching our heads because we never see anybody else go ashore. In the last two days we’ve seen one guy. We’re trying to remember if we sat around on the boat that much when it was just the two of us. We don’t think so, but who knows, maybe we did. Hmmmmm, I remember when we could lounge around and do nothing all day. I believe the last time was December 12, 2009.

© Erik Simonson

From halfway around the world comes the clearest account yet of the Artemis crash.

This story also makes it very clear just how much pain Andrew Simpson’s crewmates are feeling, having had the boat collapse “like a taco shell” and having tried but failed to free their “Bart” who was sandwiched in the wreckage. Alive and struggling when they got to him. But.

No rest for the weary. I went to bed last night at 7pm, knowing full well that we’d be up again at 2 the next morning to cover the early morning shift. That’s how it goes when we have boats coming in one after another and have to be there on the dock to greet that. No matter how tired you are though, it’s pretty invigorating greeting crews on the dock who have just completed an ocean passage. They’re always thrilled to be there and provide a little boost of energy with their excitement.