Big Mac calls me one day and asks me if I am available to crew at the upcoming Masters regatta at CRYC. I say yes I would like to sail but said don't you always sail with your son? He then explained that it was Durward who was in need of my services, that he should be thought of as Durward's agent. So I was excited to sail with this legendary man, and was eager to please him. We went out for a practice sail the day before the regatta started. Chris Rogers and Big Mac helped me get the boat in the water after Durward had treated all of us to lunch at CRYC. Durward was pleasant as left the dock and sailed out into Biscayne Bay. Of course I was talking with him, probably too much as I tend to do, asking about his life and past glory. After reaching out a while Durward suggested we hardened up, he throws me the mainsheet and say pull it in boy! I did but after dropping into the hiking position I asked him if he was unable to pull it in himself? He said "No Mon, if I were going to pull my own mainsheet it I wouldn't have bought your lunch!"
So I was put in my place and decided maybe I should just stick to my job and do as he asks. The next day we get out to the starting line, Durward makes a great start, winning the pin end, we are getting headed so I tell Durward we are looking good! Just hang here a little longer then we will tack to cross everyone. Durward bellows out "that fu#&%*@ Macausland!". I was aware the Cap is a seafaring man and I had heard him speak many times but never a bad word? I say "what's wrong Durward?". He then said it again, to which I respond "Macausland started at the other end of the line, he is no where near us!". Then Durward replies "No Mon, that fu#&%*@ Macausland told me you knew what you were doing!"
Rest in Peace Sir Durward and thanks for taking me sailing many more times after that. You inspire us all and will be remembered fondly by all those who's lives you touched! I was truely honored to know you!
BOOM DA JIB....HURRY UP MON!
Rick Peters the Starboatguy
