I think my favourite thing about Babbacome ( we were there for the '97 Nats in the Trifle), is that funicular railway which goes up and down the cliff! If I remember rightly, there's some kind of cafe place at the top of the cliff which did excellent open-air breakfasts, and gave a great birds-eye view of the racing area. You could see the wind filling in very clearly, and even see gusts and shifts on the water surface. I was less keen on the rigging area - a bit tight for space when the grockles were out in force, but I suppose no different from some other places we've been. I also recollect a very warm welcome from the club members, who had a remarkably laid-back attitude to some of the antics going on!
Actually, there was one exception. Day 3 was very light. We were all drifting about behind the committee boat between the 1st and 2nd races. Somebody (I know who but I aint saying) had brought out some quality gentleman's reading material which had been sourced from the top shelf of the newsagent's. This was was being perused and passed from one boat to another to pass the time. That was all OK, until somebody dropped it into the cockpit of a passing 405, which was being sailed by a couple of nippers. Unfortunately, the parents of the said nippers were on the committee boat! Not unreasonably, they were none too impressed when their pride and joy passed the jazz mag over the rail to mummy!!
