Chris Christensen was the "Beach Godfather." I bet he shoved more catamarans into Florida surf than the others combined.

During the NACRA 5.2 Nationals in Ft. Lauderdale, Chris pushed the entire fleet out with coaching every morning until one day the surf was waist high, and he left early to get out in the breeze and escape the coming carnage.

Roy Seaman pushed off and capsized imediately in front of the Lundquist brothers...so they went over. Since Dirk and Eric broke their mast, Seaman began ripping out the top three battens to replace his he had just broken.

Right after that Fred Young closed the beach and allowed no else out. Chris won the race with half the fleet, onshore.

When Chris got in, he immediately chased down Roland for a 'session.' Chris had been a wrestler in his younger days, and it was looking bad for Roland! No USYRU judge needed.

As they were about to face it off, I ran in between them and told them to stop the yelling. "Guys, we can solve this by offering two throwouts for the regatta..." could have saved Roland an ambulance ride. It did save the regatta.

No one messed with Chris or Pauline...for that matter. That event was the final nationals under the single trap class rule. By Fall, we were breaking out with double traps.