Well, it’s Wednesday and we are about half through the week of events to welcome the Salty Dawg Fleet to Antigua. I’ll admit that I am a bit tuckered out with all the festivities but I will still put on my dancing shoes for the arrival dinner at Boom this evening and there are still three more days of fun on the horizon for our fleet.
While all of our events have been great fun, I have to admit that the Crab Races at Andrew Dove’s North Sails loft last night was a standout.
Crab Races, you say?
Yes and I for one, have never seen or heard of such a thing. Crab Races? Hmm…
So, here’s how it goes.
As you’d expect from any sport. The rules, as described by our host, Andrew, were soberly reviewed for all. And, we learned that there would be a number of “heats” of increasing difficulty.
Of course, as with any serious sport, we had our cheerleaders, one of the Dawgs brought along a mascot to egg on the contestants. First, the contestants were placed in the center of the “course” under a dome to keep them from running off before the starting gun was sounded. We just could not condone any unfair behavior. Off they went. If it doesn’t look exciting, you just had to be there. The spectators went WILD!As the races progressed, heat after heat, Andrew dreamt up schemes, each more diabolical than the last, adding obstacles to slow down the leader.
Then he really got mean and forced the contestants to race blindfolded.
Not to be deterred…More obstructions were added to the course but none discouraged our racers, blindfolds or not. Who won? I have no idea but it was a ton of fun.
And, now a word from our sponsor…So there, dear reader, is how the Dawgs got crabs in Antigua.
Thanks Andrew. You, and your crabs were awesome!
I can’t wait to see what sort of crazy ideas he comes up with next year.