Catalina 36 International Association

by Scott St Germain
Side Bar #1296
Saucier, MS

These predicaments I get myself into is what my wife calls ass moments (Another Scott Situation). I rebuilt our Universal M30, took it for a few test runs, and felt it was ready for a short trip to Chandelier Islands, about a 60 mile trip from our marina.

by Steve Frost
Cephius Dream #825
San Francisco, CA

One I like to recount is from my early sailing days. It was over twenty five years ago now.

I owned a little Santana 20, a little ultra-lite pumkin seed hot rod. It was named Joie De Vivre. I believe this is French for "My colostomy bag is full".

I invited my lady, who is now my wife, out for a sail on San Francisco Bay. The plan was to sail from Alameda to Tiburon, dinner at Sam's, grab a mooring at Ayala Cove on Angle island, spend the night, and then sail to San Francisco for breakfast.

by Chris Savage
Tacuba II #1703
Devon, England

TACUBA II is the Catalina-36 Mk II that my wife, Margaret, and I bought in 1998 in The Netherlands, in anticipation of our retirement a couple of years later. Since then, we have cruised the Baltic Sea as far as Stockholm, the Ijsselmeer and Dutch waters generally, the Southern North Sea, and, since returning to live in the United Kingdom, the Channel Islands and Brittany. TACUBA II is now berthed in the Plymouth Yacht Haven just off Plymouth Sound in Devon, England.

by Brad Poulos
Cherimarie #1015
San Diego, CA

About a year after getting my Catalina 36 Cherimarie I began to enter some local club and summer “beer can” races. All of these races were governed by the local PHRF handicap rules and regardless of how one finished on the race course, it wasn’t until the “corrected” times were calculated, that one knew the final race outcome. Frustrated by various handicap adjustments, I fondly recalled for my former one-design racing days (in the Lightning class) where race outcomes were straight forward; and skill, tactics and boat condition were the decisive factors in winning. In the fleets I was now racing in, typically only one or, at best two, other Catalina 36s were in a given race. On those rare occasions, I ignored my usual competitors in various sized vessels and brands and focused on competing with my “equals.”