Anchor Watch, Aug. 15, 1951

The Anchor Watch was the newsletter of the club in those years. It’s fascinating to read about life at our club in another century. It seems people had a lot of fun.

The last few weeks have verified the frequent statement “Never a dull moment at P.C.Y.C.” Those of you who have grounded in the city for the last month should count yourselves fortunate; rain and wind–and cold as the Harbor Master’s heart, even a miniature hurricane. Over the night of July 18th, this latter affair resulted in six boats breaking loose from their moorings. What this Club owes to Joseph Montpetit is incalculable. At 5:30 a.m. on the morning of the 18th the insistent ringing of the telephone abruptly terminated our Los Angeles to Honolulu Race (Complete with Dagmar) [not sure what this is about], it was Joe. He had been at the Club since 3 a.m. when our most efficient Pointe Claire police department called him regarding the boats which were making unauthorized landings on the shore. In due course of time, more dead than alive, we arrived at the Club only to find that as usual Joe had everything under control.

….The Chairman of the House Committee, the Chairman of the Entertainment Committee, the Chief Electrician, the Club Secretary, the Secretary of the Protest Committee, and the Secretary of the Sailing Committee, with their two wives, recently made a quick trip to Maine. The police of Portland are probably still hunting for a Quebec car which ripped through an opening in a traffic snarl on Congress Square with screams of “Starb’d, Starb’d” Fortunately, it was one of the more frustrated members of the Portland P.D. who was lurking on a motorcycle; an overlap was established, but as we were in the safe leeward position he became completely snarled in his own traffic jam. It’s wonderful what P.C.Y.C. sailing tactics can do in traffic jams providing you can luff up the gendarmes.