The RYC's Annual toast to the pagan ritual involving orange gourds, ghoulish disguises and costumed merry making usually involves some quiet autumn
romping about the Berkeley Circle, and a party that cant be beat followed by a late starting 12 mile pursuit race from the Berkeley Circle, around Angel Island and Alcatraz and finishes at the mouth of the Richmond Riviera. It is usually a banal weather event with light winds and those lazy autumn skies thick with the moist aroma of decaying organic matter, cinnamon ladened pumpkin everything. The 2016 edition will be remembered as a year of early weather systems, potent and wet with southerly winds which began mellow on Saturday and ramped up to white knuckle conditions for Sunday finale.
The Great Pumpkin Saturday
The Weather “Promised my crew good sunshine” one skipper vowed. It threatened to rain but didn’t. That threat kept many tied to the dock. Of course at the end of the Rainbow Tunnel there was a downpour over Marin. The racing? “It was good and got better.” Jennifer McKenna