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    The 2012 5o5 North Americans blasted into SF Bay over the weekend without massive fanfare, and quietly went about their business over on the Berkeley Circle with random precision. Sailing out of the San Francisco Yacht Club with local boats arriving under full spinnys crashing down to the start area just minutes to the start and then marching into sequence is something to behold unto itself. The fleet as always, arrives at the marks en masse despite splitting routes on the various legs. In the end,
    Tyler Moore and Woelfel managed to out fox Mike Martin and Jesse Falsone by 2 points after 11 races spread out over 4 days, with Howie Hamlin and Andy Zinn hot on there heels 3 more points aft and Santa Cruz locals Mike Holt and Dave Shelton 7 points out with a 27, despite 2 aces. Mike Martin enlisted the aide of Jesse Falsone to help him get out of the ACRM office for a few days and Jesse provides this report:

    "Here's a report on the 2012 505 NAs, which I had never expected to give.

    I'm sitting in my office on Wednesday mid-morning when I get a call. It's
    Mike Martin and he needs me to hop a flight to San Francisco immediately to
    sail the 505 NAs with him, but not until he makes absolutely sure that any
    one of 7 other local (and not so local) alternatives absolutely cannot make
    it. I don't remember the entire list, but Carl Buchan, some local kite
    boarder, and one of the Barbados Worlds run girls were in there so I'm not
    in such bad company. Mike's regular crew, "Jeffa" Nelson, had to bolt out
    of town for a family emergency, otherwise the regatta would have been over
    since they are 10% faster. Mike and I sailed together in 2005 on both
    coasts and the Germany worlds where we were one bad tactical move from the
    title (and decades of an unbearably smug Falsone). This success accounts
    for why I'm #8 on the Mike Martin 505 crew depth chart."

    After explaining to Mike that although it was possible, I would undoubtedly
    pay a large price at work, where I had proposal work, and at home being
    that it was my daughter's 10th birthday and my wedding anniversary. Mike
    was undeterred by such flim flam, but said to give him another hour to
    check in with the junior club after I said that I only weighed 192 and had
    a bad shoulder. Meanwhile, I watched the internet prices of last-minute
    plane tickets ratchet ever-higher by the minute.

    In desperation, Mike relented and asked me to push the "purchase" button,
    which I did just before airfares reached a grand and I would have to
    connect through Anchorage.

    So, after an unconvincing explanation to my boss, I risked life and limb
    dodging DC traffic to get home, pack, and race back up to BWI for my flight
    to SFO. Fortunately, I did have just enough time to stop at CVS and pick up
    a prescription for some little pills to calm my nerves. There was a lot to
    live up to after snatching the crewing spot from some anonymous kite

    Mike picks me up at the airport on-time, which is like 10pm west coast
    time, 1pm east coast time. He told me I looked small and weak. I didn't
    tell him I hadn't slept the night before. Everyone was happy.

    It bears mentioning that I sailed the 2009 worlds made famous by the 25
    knots of wind going against a 3 knot ebb which made for some of the
    nastiest conditions on the Berkley Circle and any 505 worlds (except for
    the epic pre-worlds race in Durban 2000 which is now folklore). I survived,
    and declared I was now retired from 505 crewing in San Francisco. And I
    meant it.

    But September on the Bay is different than August. It's kinder and gentler,
    and certainly nothing my 43 year old body and bum shoulder couldn't handle.
    My temerity was rewarded with 4 days of some of the best sailing conditions
    you could hope for if you neglect the 50 degree water temperature and the
    hour sail to the race course.

    I won't bore you with the details of the racing other than to say that most
    races were sailed in 15-20 knots, and the flood tide kept the sea pretty
    flat. We sailed 11 races, with none other than Pip Pearson, 505 legend and
    class president, presiding over the race committee on behalf of the
    sailors. Courses were square and just the right length for the 27 boats.
    Gate starts went off without a hitch. Mike and I even had the honor of
    being the first pathfinder, which has nothing to do with Mike Holt
    appointing us, and possibly believing that the left side would be favored
    early in the day (speculation and slander!). Now I'm no Russ Miller in the
    front of the boat, but we did have our chances to win, some of which were
    unrelated to a broken trapeze ring or overstanding the finish while in the
    lead or not slamming our competition during a crucial time on the last day.
    In the end, it was none other than Hampton's Tyler Moore sailing with Rob
    Woelfel who would come out on top by two points over Mike and myself. Tyler
    and Rob were masterful when it counted, and that's what champions do. I
    expect this victory, Tyler's 4th at the NAs, is especially gratifying since
    it comes in west coast waters, where west coasters hate to lose. Well done,
    my friend! You earned it through two decades of commitment to the class and
    bettering your game. Rob - you earned it too (insert surly in defeat
    comment here).

    As for me, I believe I was the only sub 6 foot or 200 pound crew in the top
    half of the fleet, but this only shows how hard Mike hikes. It is a
    convenient excuse nonetheless. But, the important thing is that we beat
    Mike Holt, which was the real goal anyway. Mike was severely handicapped
    himself with Dave Shelton on the wire, so who can blame him.

    So, with a heavy heart, I caught my red eye back to BWI, rushed back to
    work, literally walking into a meeting with company brass this morning
    while still buttoning the same shirt I had ditched in the car last
    Wednesday. Was it worth it? Damn straight it was! I had another shot at the
    title with Mike Martin, scored another top three finish at NAs, and
    solidified my legend as the best midget 505 crew in modern times. What's
    more, I'm told I'm eligible for the US Sailing grant for worlds.
    Unfortunately, Mike's involvement in the AC has labeled him a professional
    and therefore forfeits his half of the grant to me (thanks, Mike!). Now, I
    just need to get some sleep before I write something that will get me in

    Thank you Jesse and Mike!

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