Phantoms Go Dutch
After a long period of planning and organisation the Phantom Class announces that the inaugural Europa Cup will be held at Medemblik in Holland over the bank holiday weekend at the beginning of May, 2010. Never having ventured this far with his Phantom, RPCYC member John Bower, accepted the challenge and entered, joining the current and ex national champions and other notably quick sailors.
After a 6hour drive from Totnes to Burnham-on-Crouch, “phrantic springer” is loaded, the last of six, onto a monster trailer for the journey to Holland. At the end of 1.5 Hours to Harwich, 7 hours on the ferry and 4 hours in Dutch traffic jams, the regatta centre at Medemblik comes into sight. All of the boats are safely unloaded and rigged and the class members settle in for a barbeque at the “Sundance Bar”. Our esteemed class secretary has safely arrived in his motor home and the beers are flowing well.

So to day one, and three races are scheduled on a trapezoidal course with an extra loop on the outer leg. The weather is grey and the wind blowing f3 to 4 to 5, and so 23 phantoms launch and head dead downwind for the start yacht. After a while we note that the yacht does not seem to be getting any closer, I think it was moored half way to Denmark! Eventually all are ready and we get a clean start in a heavy f4 with a nasty short chop. Powering upwind we all look for the windward mark and discover it must be over the curve of the earth, it is so far away. After what seems to be miles, a relief to bear-away onto a flying reach and then downwind. This is fun, a bit, “ rock and rolly,” on the run but survive in time to go upwind again, this time only a few miles but still the wind blows. Back down the run with a few hairy moments but all well down the final reach to the finish boat. Great joy in finishing 8th, 1st time for a top 10 finish in a major Phantom regatta. So back to the start boat and off we go again. An even better first beat, and 5th at the windward mark. I need to pinch myself, things just do not go this well. Back down to earth on the 1st run with a massive death roll and spectacular splash landing, catapulting your correspondent into the water. Eventually getting the boat upright but not able to get back on board. After suitable assistance from the safety boat it’s back to the starting area to await the next attempt. Final race of the day pans out much as the first with another 8th place and a very happy helm. That is until I realised that I had a 2mile beat back to the slipway.
Some very tired, aching, but happy phantom drivers join the OK bunch to celebrate the Queen of Holland’s official birthday and many toasts are drunk, along with great assortment of other brews.
And so on to day 2, and it appears that one or two sailors are operating on “autopilot”. The wind has decreased slightly but not much. After two more tiring, exciting and long races 2 9th places are registered and dreams of a top 10 finish are starting to be considered. With the wind now shifting more the third race was a change. Previously it had paid to go left from the start and then back to the windward mark. Race 6 and most go left, a few not having had too good a start go right and when they are all at the top of the fleet at the mark, the rest of us are struggling. Some great racing all down the fleet to a 15th place finish and another 2 mile beat back to the slipway.
That evening it is a meal down the pub and again the beer and the beverages are consumed to great effect. It cannot be suggested that the Phantom class are backward about coming forward when a social event is occurring. After a suitable refreshing sleep it is back to the regatta centre to find a very solid f4 with horizontal rain. The OK and Solo fleets have started to pack up declaring their events complete. Not so for the Phantoms. With a tie and count-back looming for 1st place, 5 intrepid Phantom drivers take to the racecourse with a sixth following a little later. Yours truly decided that discretion was the better part and “wimped” it out in the dinghy park. Eventually the brave few return to the slipway and we find that our current national champion, Charlie Cumbley, has added the Europa Cup to his mantelpiece, followed closely by class stalwart, Simon Childs then Nick Craig and Jim Hunt in fourth.
With the boats packed and stacked on various trailers the class departs the Medemblik Regatta Centre and catches various ferries back to Blighty. Yours truly very happy with 11th overall and 1st aged over 50. I am certain that the class will run the Europa Cup again in the future, maybe in warmer waters, and I am also certain that if able, I will be attending. I have many very good memories of the event, faultless race management, results posted even before competitors get ashore, quaint Dutch small town, and most of all, the camaraderie, mickey taking, socialising, and all round friendliness of the members of the Phantom Class when venturing into a wider sailing world.
John Bower, aka “Rita” but that’s another story.
by Jon Buckler