First Ride
Many of us remember our first sail on ice regardless of our age at the time. I never got to ride with someone as a first timer. Prior to the days of the internet, information was on this sport was sketchy at best. My dad first got the bug from seeing a short blurb on WBZ news with Don Kent. Being a DYI sort of guy, he fashioned the boat pictured. All hardware was fabricated as well as the homemade sail. (Note the wrinkles. Granted mom helped with the sewing. She did a much better job on clothing.) Although he had been to Attitash Lake in MA, to chat with others prior to the build, the maiden voyage occurred on a small brackish pond in Rye, NH. There were a couple of other homemade rigs playing around when ice came in. After setup and some light wind push around, dad decided it was somewhat safe for me to take the tiller. At 11 years of age, I was a little apprehensive but the light air was very manageable and definitely not to exciting. But it was my first ride. Shortly after this the family moved to New York and things got stored for a few years. In high school and with a drivers license and borrowed car, I introduced my buddy to the sport. We found a nearby lake with a strip of ice that we ice fished on and set the rig up. Still a rookie, I manage a few tacks with an increasing breeze. Now I understood the adrenaline rush you hear about. Time to let my friend give it a go. He made it across and turned for the run back. It was exciting to watch him pick up speed, then he got hit with a gust and up he went. Out went the sheet and down came the boat hard. Things folded up quickly as the runner plank broke and things collapsed. Okay, Bob got the prize for the most exciting first ride. We called it a day and packed up the pieces to go. This was in the ‘60’s and life moved on. Parts of the boat were saved and made their way back to New Hampshire where they retired. Life found me with a family and in Wolfeboro, NH where on a winters day I saw some of these craft zipping around the local lakes. This was in 1988. The spark was still there and grew to a flame. A phoenix arose from the ashes and I was on the ice again.
Since that time, I have lost count of the number of first timers I have given a ride to and exposed to the sport. I have enjoyed introducing young and old to this special activity with many converts. The youngest being my daughter at about 2 years of age, (slow ride with safe ice and well wrapped) to an 80 year old just last year who bought a rehabbed DN I just finished.
As things are changing in the world today, I seem to always find time to talk and give that, “first ride” to all I can. I hope in a small way I am contributing to the growth of this sport whether for just fun or to feed into the racing program. While waiting for local ice, take yourselves back to that day of your first ride. I see many smiles out there.
Think ice and Happy New Year.
Definitions
Something to show friends if they want to know about ice boating, especially the stern steering vintage crew.
Different
I’ve always been intrigued by, “different” kinds of craft. Not that I don’t have traditional boats in my fleet, but sometimes I like out of the ordinary. When I first got “back into” Iceboating and attending NEIYA meetings in the early 1990’s, I made an old Sarns style DN and used left over crude parts from an iceboat of my youth. It needed about 10 knots of wind to keep it going but I digress. Anyways, at one of my introductory meetings this rig was set up. A little out of the ordinary you might say, but I figured my two girls could have some safe fun with it. This is an original, one of a kind deal, designed and constructed by the late, great Leo Healy. It was a silent bid auction with a coffee can to put your bid in. Soooooo with my daughters name and a $25 bid I figured what the heck. I didn’t stay around too long after the meeting, but when I got home, there was a message on the answering machine. (Pre-cell phone era) I was the only bid. Factoring another tank of gas to go pick it up, I was now the proud owner of, “something different”. As you can see this was a family boat and we had some nice excursions tooting around the local lakes. The children grew and went out on there own as they are supposed to. I did set it up a few times for nostalgia, but eventually let it go to a new home. I hope the new owners get to play on it and have as much fun as we did. Yes you steer it with a rope.
Flagstaff
Just got this post. Usually this area gets the snow. Flagstaff is one of those, “Dam the river, drown the town”, types of lakes. Much shallow water in a definitely colder part of Maine. Not sure of a good launch site except maybe the main road. There could be moving water there though. Great camping in the summer too and a Main Hut just a short ski in.
Vice Commodore
I figured it was time to start my new job. Thank you for voting me in as vice commodore of the NEIYA. It is a wonderful organization that I’ve been a part of for many years. Settling down in Wolfeboro in 1986 was by a stroke of luck . Within a couple years I was back on the ice with parts of a rig my dad had made in 1962. The following years always seemed to have local ice and many a Frolic was to be had. I hope those times will return and fun times can be had by all. I’ll try to keep all posted of local conditions and keep the group informed of happenings of this great activity.
Thank you again and hope to see you on the lakes this year.
Hard Way Update
The usual halfway point at Center Harbor with the MV Mount Washington in the background.
Here is a little update on the, “Hard Way” to wet your appetite. For a more detailed history, please look under the, “Regattas and Events” link and read the article by Bob Kilpatrik on the Hard Way. There are also more detailed reports of the current fleets on the site.
The Hardway , as it is called, is a roundtrip from one end of Lake Winnipesaukee to the other. It can start at either the north end, Usually Center Harbor, or the south end at Wolfeboro, NH. The trip must contain a fleet of 5 boats minimum and one person must have completed the trip prior. The round trip must be completed within a 24 hour period. Only the pilot of the craft receives credit although passengers and crew often will get mentioned. skippers who have competed the trip 3 times get their names engraved on a trophy.
I’m not sure why Fleet 15 in 2004 seemed to be the last attempt for a while but it might have been due to the loss of several veterans of the Winni Frolic. Jon Hix, Leigh Turner, and Allen Stevens are all sailing that plate of perfect black ice. They tended to be the main scouters of the lake. With the transition into retirement, I now found the time and the companionship to do some scouting. I also rely on others to help especially from the north end of the lake. This led to renewed interest locally of attempting the “Run” again. Although I tried to post conditions as I scouted, many times they occurred midweek and May not have lasted thru the Weekend. More detailed write-ups are on the NEIYA site but here’s a recap.
Fleet 16 1/28/2016 10 boats
Fleet 17 3/26/2019 11 boats
Fleet 18 3/1/2020 6 boats
Fleet 19 3/16/2021 8 boats
Four new names have been added to the trophy with several in need of just one more trip. Perhaps this will be their year. I hope many more of you can enjoy this wonderful experience soon.
Wide open spaces
There is nothing, half so much worth doing, than simply messing about in ………ICEBOATS! As the leaves fall and frost appears, each of us subconsciously casts an eye to every water body we pass by, waiting for the skim ice to appear. Finally 4 inches is measured and the hordes assemble. The smaller bodies of water are the first to freeze, so the shakedown cruises and scratch racing occur with a careful eye for traffic and pedestrians (ice skaters). Old friendships are renewed, new ones made, and maybe even a few converts are recruited. After the initial excitement of the first sail is over, many of us may get a little greedy, especially us cruisers. Those of us lucky to live near larger bodies of water, or have the luxury of midweek time off, begin to long for endless miles on long tacks, cruising.
Cruisers constitute a goodly number of non racers and racers alike. If after a few laps around the pylons are completed on hard ice with a bright sun and 8-10 knots of wind, who cannot think about putting some distance under the runners. Places like Damariscotta, Winnipesaukee, Sebago, Moosehead, and Great Sacandaga Lake beckon. The sleek speedster DNs might be exchanged for the cruisers. Gambits, Nites, Super DNs, BDXs, Whizzes and a variety of other cruising craft. Who can resist the lure of sitting upright on a comfortable seat, perhaps in an enclosed cockpit, feeling the miles go by. One eye on the ice, the other taking in the scenic wonders. Maybe even an eagle will be checking its speed against yours. A light lunch and a thermos of tea or coffee in the sunny lee of an island provides a welcome break to stretch muscles and fuel the furnace. The fleet of “Free Sailors” only concern is, “will the wind hold out?” A change of mittens and a quick check of gear and you and your wingman, (wingperson), are off again. Maybe you’ve checked your GPS and find you only need 20 more miles for a century run.
The late afternoon breeze has mellowed just enough to make you decide to head for the staging area. Perhaps it’s a weekend or you may have a few days here, and you leave the rig setup, checking tomorrow’s wind and weather. As you watch the sunset over the mountains you have a profound sense of contentment and truly feel like it was a great day in your life. You sit on the runner plank and toast the day with friends, saying, “Here’s one great day they can’t take away.”
Pleasant dreams to all as we await the freeze.
Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?
Larry Pardy
New England Ice Yacht Association 