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Our meeting and pot luck lunch will be held Saturday, May 9 at the Damariscotta Lake Farm Inn, just across the street from our launch area. Parking on the north side of the building, off Rt. 32. We will outdo each other with delectable vittles, and the bar will be open. We’ll have a grill going on the deck just outside the dining room for the usual assortment of meats. There might be rooms available for those coming from out of state. Call ahead: 207-549-6088

There will be a work party starting at 10:00 down at the launch area. We hope to repair the fence, do some drainage work, and whatever handyman jobs David can come up with. Lunch afterwards, followed by the meeting. Bring gripes, ideas, stories, questions, anything that could help the club find good ice and get boats on it.
John Brisson, first year iceboater, has already learned what it takes to succeed in this sport: wake up early and drive far. He and his sister Michelle left Rockport Mass at 3:00 am today, arriving on the lake just after seven. They got the best part of the day, with strong winds and hard, smooth ice. Ramblin Roger arrived early too, so we set off for the south end first thing. It was a mile-a-minute morning on both the North and South broads, with many non-stop passages through the narrows.

We took a break in the bottom of Musgongus Bay, and then headed back north to be sociable. I managed to circle nearly every island in the south end at top speed on the way back. Magnificent.
The sails of Lloyd, Bunting, John Stanton (also a record setting road warrior today), Bill Grenier, and Paul Delnero greeted us as we flew back into the North Broads. We galloped around for a while as the wind began to fade and the ice soften.

The plate had many glassy spots that looked and felt like real ice, here in the morning sun, but everything softened at about the same rate. By noon it was topping forty degrees, and with the light wind not even slush runners could provide the ride. But the day was so pleasant that no one was in a great hurry to pack up. We snacked, chatted, slowly took the boats apart and just tried to drink a deep enough draft of frozen Damariscotta to tie us over until next year. She came in late, but did not disappoint. If iceboating is the oyster in our lives, then this lake is the pearl.
Thanks to everyone who made the effort to show up today. It’s the fundamental reality of what keeps the CIBC vibrant and growing.

There is still energy for Moosehead if we can get a couple of cold nights there. Last year we sailed on 4/17…
Tomorrow, Wednesday April 8 looks promising, sunny and breezy, on Damariscotta. The little snow today will melt in the sun and likely be sloppy, slushies may be order of the day but the snow should reflect sun heat for a while. We have planks if necessary. Serious warming forecast for Friday and weekend, back to normal spring temps and melting. Join the crowd tomorrow and enjoy.
Pres. Buchholz et al keeping weather eye on Moosehead.
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Monday forecast; light and variable winds, possible snow/rain. Of the 21 boats enjoying snow squalls and heavy air for Easter only three remained on the ice Monday morning, the faithful few.
Faithful Ramblin Roger checked out Dammy in morning, no wind. Penobscot Bay was not glassy smooth, more like ground glass. Roger went back to Dammy at noon to find not light and variable but steady Southerly wind coming right down the lake under a thin gray overcast and faint glowing orange sun. He called me, being one of the three on the ice. I grabbed a peanut butter sandwich and was on the ice rigging to sail by 1 o’clock. Woolfie was there sailing with Roger. The Southerly fan was set at medium low and steady maybe 8 MPH. The ice was not at all soft, temp in mid thirties at home. It was sticky, sometimes loose granular and hard to get going in, but not slushy. Cheapskate’s skinny runners seemed as good as DN plates or slushies, both tried by Roger. Roger and I beat our way slowly and somewhat bumpily up to the mouth of the narrows where there was insufficient wind to short tack. Furthermore the distant inviting vista was fading in a grey fog of very fine snow drifting horizontally in the breeze. Not wishing to disappear and suspecting that with the Southerly wind there might be less wind behind or in the snow than before it we turned for home.
We had a delightful run back to the pits outrunning the snow which took quite a while to get there, perhaps falling from a higher cloud deck than the one the sun had glowed through because the sun disappeared. We neither got blown off or melted in and mired. Strangely, the ice felt much smoother going down wind, perhaps some speed helped the ride. The snow arrived at the pits about 3 PM, just after we did. The wind faded somewhat later.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights are supposed to be below freezing, daytimes overcast and maybe snowing/raining. It looks as though Thursday may be the end as temps will be climbing Friday, Saturday, and Sunday and the shore line is getting gray. We have planks and patience. Ramblin Roger heads for home Friday. He extends his thanks to our club, one and all, for a fine time. He has been good company.
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