Catch Me If You Can

This a handicap race where a fifteen minutes advantage is given to a c class boat. In this case the Lady Nathalie. The racing Chairman, starts the race with the blowing of his horn.Ten boats from the A class group enter the hunt .

The Lady Nathalie, is now about four miles away, near the second buoy, at the eastern entrance of Nassau harbour, when the Chairman blows his horn a second time, when the a group begins.

As the Lady Nathalie passes the second buoy, she turns south towards Dicks point, the site of the third buoy. To the right the a - class boats could be seen heading east toward the second buoy. As she leaves dick's point she heads home to complete her first lap.

The supporters of the Lady Nathalie shouted, "they can't catch you", one of the men in the crowd said, "five hundred dollars, the Southern Cross catches her". The gentlemen who supported the Lady Nathalie, said I accept". Cassius Moss the owner of the Running wave, said "six hundred dollars his boat will catch the Lady Nathalie, Barber Johnson said, "I will take your bet."

The crowd exploded with laughter, every one pulling for his boat. As the Lady made her turn on the buoy after completing the first lap, she listed to the left, the crew scrambled and energetically launched and boarded the pry. Riding the pry bring back memory of going to a carnival and enjoying a ride in one of those mechanical tea cups, that moves around in a circle, but a ride on the pry is a more smooth, exciting, adventurous, joyous and healthy, experience. In the end the boat up - righted back to its sailing spot .

As the boat sailed away, the bow contact with the water was as effortless as using a sharp knife on a ripe tomato, there was no obstruction, the transition was smooth, and the crew was in a joyous mood, the crowd waved to the crew and shouted words of encouragement, "don't let them catch you."

As I looked toward Dick's point, I realised that the a class boats were catching up, they are larger and faster, there was also a war between the group among themselves, trying to take the lead away from the Southern Cross. As they cleared their second buoy, the Lady was only two miles away, and many people began to worry.

As they neared, the harbour entrance, there was a thunderous applause from the crowd, the sea that was once peaceful for the Lady, was producing wake and wave swells from boats that sliced and pounded the waves in their wish to win.