Another successful Sailpast! With everyone dressed in finery and boats looking spic-and-span, this annual event heralds warm days and hopefully great sailing weather so that we can forget about the cold winter chills and icy roads. Our guests were past Commodore Keith Morley, Vice Commodore Land Operations Linda Morley, Vice Commodore finance Pamela Robertson, Warren Wood and Vice Commodore Marine Operations Don Weston; these guests which made for a very pleasant afternoon on the water for my wife Anne and I. Thank you Anne for hosting our guests so graciously. Although there was some joking around aboard Carpe Ventus about which vessel would approach at the highest speed or come the closest once the wind came up, I am delighted to say that all vessels were in complete control and well handled. Once the entire fleet had passed us, Grand National left to pick up marks and we proceeded to up anchor and motor out to cast the wreath in memory of our NYC friends. This was truly a sad moment, particularly since I knew many of these people personally. I found the casting out of the wreath in memory of our friends and ceremonially sending them on their last sail to be a very emotional experience. Back at NYC, we tied up at the main dock, dressed ship and enjoyed snacks and a glass of wine with our guests and visitors before the entire board formed a reception line to greet our members. I am sure that some of you played a trick on us and must have gone through that reception line at least twice…. I had no idea we had so many NYC members! After a delightful reception we participated in a delicious dinner, thanks to our chef Eric and our dining room staff. It was a lovely end to a very busy and fun filled day. See you on the water. Denys Jones Commodore, the National Yacht Club In Memory of NYC FriendsThe traditional blessing of the fleet was conducted by Father Philips; he managed to set the perfect tone for the beginning of our sailpast, reminding us that we should be grateful for our access to the water and the enjoyment of nature’s bounty. At the end of the formal blessing and prayers, past Commodore Bond asked for a moment of silence to remember the NYC members that passed away over the last twelve months. This is my first year as Commodore, and it was my honour to salute our fleet, though I must confess to being a little nervous… Will my boat drift off the anchor? Would my anchor line and chain be sufficient to handle the stiff breeze? These concerns were put to rest with assistance from John Waddell on Grand National and the stalwart efforts of my trusty race crew Gabrielle, Paul, Premton and Max, as we were able to anchor in a seaman-like fashion to salute the fleet.