Buck McRockbuff's WindLog for Saturday April 15, 2006

30th session in 2006
Sailed at Girl Island, TX
Max Speed 26.7 mph
Distance windsurfed 156 miles
Wind from the S (mph)
        Lulls: 10
        Average: 26
        Gusts: 31
Rated a 10 of 10

Board: Exocet Original Wave 85l, Starboard Trance 94l
Sail: Ezzy Wave 4.7, Ezzy Wave 5.2
Fin: Ask again later

Today was the day with the stated goal to sail 200+ miles. The forecast was promising, showing early strong winds, and building steadily all day. After some strategic combining of resources, the packing of the cooler and the Big Bobber was complete, and Alissa abruptly declared "Alright, here I go!" and headed out. Laura and I looked at each other and said "Huh? It's not even planable!" Laura is not one to let the competition get ahead, so off she went. 45 minutes after Alissa and Laura hit the water, and armed with GPS, shades, a brimmy hat, and water pak, I was ready for action. Did I say action? I meant shlogging. The first 1.5 miles were painful, but not physically. What was I thinking? This is going to take for freakin' ever! Polished off 64oz of generic Gatorade in the first hour, allowing me to visit the nice folks at the King (or is it Chapman?) Ranch every trip down there. Just knocked on the door of their ranch house each time and said "'scuse me, may I please use your terlet?" That can't be good for my average speed. A couple hours into it, my avg speed is only 11+. Not good. It was supposed to be windy by now. Eventually though the wind picked up and it was constant planing. Lots of weeds on the other side of the channel...and no weed fin. Each time I stopped on the Bird side, a smattering of weeds appeared from under my board, mocking me as it drifted away, mission accomplished. That can't be good for my average speed. Had an irrational fear of getting shot by loco, Kazinsky-worshippin', shack-dwelling snipers on the other side, or maybe just a fisherman having a bad day. Thought it would be a cool GPS feature if when A or L were in proximity of me, their GPS info could be transmitted to mine for display so that I knew how far behind them I was, which I was all day. Experienced first hand the role that fear plays in windsurfing. Fear of falling (getting the GPS wet) makes me a really bad sailor. Saw Worldwinds open...saw Worldwinds close. Saw the parking lot fill up...saw the parking lot dwindle. Saw the sun be on this side of the sky...saw the sun be on that side of the sky. Extreme BAF. BAFfity-BAFfity-BAFfity-BAF. Motivation waned as L and A were finished, and some very hungry people were waiting for me to finish. Plus, the wind was starting to shut down and the barely planable holes were back. Topped off the session old school style with a biffed body drag and a yard sale SB3. Mike suggested that I should've used my old Basset slalom board instead of freestyle and wave boards. The thing is, Mike's always right about things windsurfing, and most other things too. Oh well. Also, I could've had a weed fin on the Basset since I have one for it. PSB: Yes PSG: Grilling w/A,J,J,L,M,M,MBIL,MS,S.