Buck McRockbuff's WindLog for Thursday September 26, 2019

102nd session in 2019
Sailed at Hatchery, WA
Wind from the W (mph)
        Lulls: 12
        Average: 20
        Gusts: 28
Rated a 10 of 10

Board: '19 Slingshot 103 Wizard
Sail: '13 Combat HD 3.7
Fin: Time Code 57CM

(This is going to be the most parenthetical dlog ever.)

Pulled up to an EMPTY parking lot. Not just empty at the point, but as far as my (good) eye can see down Spring Creek Hatchery Road. No cars. No Sprinters. Not one Subaru. Not even a pickup. Ghost town.

Did the ritual of taking Bailey down to the point allowing him to explore and do what dogs do, and allowing me to assess the wind (not like a total geek with an anonometer, mind you, but with my beer gut.) I decided 4.1 and foil. Made my way back to Leijsz and assembled the board. Felt some aweful strong gusts during board building, and so decided to go 3.7 instead. Rigged that, and by the time I got suited up, the water looked rather glassy. Deceptive as can be though. An inexperienced eye might think it's still windy because of a combination of the leftover swell and the low afternoon sun (as we descend into darkness here in the PNW). But my keen, experienced (good) eye knew the wind was now light and 3.7 was too small. Roxanne had warned earlier (via text) that the wind would fade quickly. Was this the fade?

Discouraged, I stood in the water in the "exit cove" (to coin a phrase), with board and rig unattached (afraid of commitment I am,) a tear falling from my (bad) eye. I even climbed out of the exit cove to look at the wind from a higher vantage point, leaving my board and rig floating freely in the wild Columbia. Oh well, gotta rack up those windlog session numbers, so WTF, let's drag my pasty white sack out there.

Shlogged 1/2 way across the channel, then...