The Log Book
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US Sailing: Letter from the President
I wanted to take this opportunity to formally introduce myself to all of you and to update the membership on several priorities on which we are currently focused. I am honored to have been elected President of US Sailing and I look forward to serving the membership and all sailors during the coming four years.
BYC Blast Oct. 2025
Fall Work Day! Calling all members! Bring your gloves and boots to join us at the club house on Saturday Nov. 2nd at 9 a.m. for the annual fall cleaning and club house closing.
Reflections on Big-Time, Little-Time Sailing
The Guardians-Indians had a fine season but it is over now. The Browns season is also probably over now. And the season for small boats at BYC may be over shortly as well. So let me share some observations on our sport of sailing, using the America's Cup (AC) as a reference of comparison. Full explanations for my evaluations may not all be included. The technology of foiler AC boats is remarkable. I would not have thought that physics could allow the delta between wind and boat speed that actually happens. - Whether in traditional displacement hulls or modern foilers, match racing between just two boats is seldom so good as fleet sailing.
BRITAIN'S 173 years of hurt goes on after thrashing by NZ
Not only is the America’s Cup the oldest competition in international sport, it is also one of the most idiosyncratic. So it was that, as New Zealand crossed the finish line in Barcelona, to seal an ultimately comprehensive 7-2 victory over Ben Ainslie’s Ineos Britannia and lift the Auld Mug for the third time in a row.
2024 Fall Banquet Set
RSVP at the link below today! Join us for the highly anticipated Berlin Yacht Club Fall Banquet, a special event taking place on Saturday, November 9th, from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m.
NYC’s Free Sailing School: Lessons in Avoiding Capitalism
Slipping through the gap in the chain link fence, I am immediately confronted by a maze of boat trailers, masts, bows and hulls arranged haphazardly amidst the stand of adolescent trees of heaven. Littering the ground are life vests, crocs, a single flip-flop, a bag of charcoal spilling out onto the soil. I’m clearly in the right place: New York City’s only free sailing school.