Welcome to Center Harbor
We are located near the eastern end of Eggemoggin Reach, in Haven Colony, Brooklin, Maine. CHYC was founded in 1912 as a small, private, summer club to encourage sailing, seamanship, and camaraderie. Much of our physical plant and operations have changed little since our early days. The core activity of the club is sailing, primarily in traditional wooden sailboats. Our members maintain an active fleet of about forty that includes Beetle Cats, Herreshoff 12-1/2’s and Haven 12-1/2’s. The club owns a small fleet of Optimist Dinghies and 420’s, which are used only for junior sailing classes.
A long tradition of friendly competition in racing and tennis, along with summer social events, provides relaxation and enjoyment for our members.
Coming out of hibernation! Many thanks to the numerous volunteers who helped spruce up the clubhouse, haul boats out, clean and organize this and the other thing etc! A wonderful team effort. It won’t be long now until we’re firing up for the season!
Today’s weather doesn’t feel very summery… nonetheless, there’s a boat within the CHYC fleet that is in the water! Some other boats have splashed as well, and Center Harbor is finally beginning to repopulate. Happy spring.
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Here’s another special artifact from the 1970s. This plate commemorates the victory of the freshly launched ketch CACHALOT in the hurricane-shortened Round the Island Race of 1971. Her owner, the late Peter Sturtevant Sr., was at the helm while designer and builder Joel White was also aboard as part of the crew.
Some years ago, CACHALOT was sold and renamed NORTH WIND. Last summer, much to the delight of Center Harbor denizens, the familiar blue and white vessel reappeared in Brooklin under the command of Peter Sturtevant Jr., who had acquired her and returned her to the CHYC fleet. This coming summer, she will sail as CACHALOT once again!
Here’s a true artifact from the 1972 Chowder Race, placed handsomely by an Eggemoggin Reach serving tray. Thanks to Don Gagliardi for sharing!
Here’s another CHYC decor element that is quite handsome. What else is out there? Send us what you’ve got, whether it’s a mug on the mantle or a burgee over the bathroom sink! Let’s see it!
Here’s a good one! If you are skilled in a Beetle and old enough to have learned on a Brutal Beast, then you could win this snuggly companion as well as a beautiful piece of CHYC history to take home for the winter. Oh, and there’s something else in the baggie there that may be reminiscent of club racing culture of yesteryear (aviators and Herreshoff 12 1/2 not included).
Thanks to reigning Old Goat’s Race champion Tim Parson for the photo.
Here we are, on day 194 of January. Do you have anything at home that reminds you of warm summer days at CHYC? DM us a photo and we’ll post it for others to enjoy as well!
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and in Center Harbor
No yachts were at mooring, no old goats yelling “starboard!”
The boats in their cradles, secured on the hard
Awaiting next spring, the escape from the yard
The clubhouse is quiet, no cookouts or teas
Summer, long ago, was brought to its knees
The optis are inside, the 420s too
The tennis court silent, oh dear, oh boo hoo
And now that we slide into winter so cold
Take these words to be true, you’ll see it unfold
Four months it has been since the last Chowder Race
Four months from here now, we’ll feel spring’s embrace
Boats will splash down, and rigs will go up
Thoughts for winter nights while you sip from your cup
Campouts will happen, more White Island rounding
Don’t let it be you, should there be a grounding
Scavenger hunts, and mixed doubles action
Maybe a gam, an idea that needs traction
Once winter’s over, our days will be bright
The dock will be in, the snow out of sight
But now it is Christmas, you’ve endured this long speech
Happy Christmas to all, from here on The Reach!
There will be no afternoon race today. Saturday Tea shall be served within the comfort of your own home.
Chowder Race 2009 instructions. Who else still has these from past races, maybe in the pocket of long-forgotten old foul-weather gear or in the bottom of the junk drawer down below? It would be fun to find and share more examples!
The last of the boats are away for winter. It’s a warm and wonderful day in Center Harbor, but we have succumbed fully to “orange mooring ball season”.