Elmo (15665km):
5186 days ago 1 categories  JP SS 65cm, NP RSR 6.7m, JP Weed 31cm.
Houston. we have a stiffy 
Went to bed last night with the wind rattling the roof and expectations of having to rig a sub 6m sail , but the best laid plans of mice and muppets .
Internal alarm woke me this morning, flicked an eye open, big mistake, got a ripper headache, lifted my head of the pillow... oh dear that was another mistake , wandered around the housefor a bit couldn't stomach the idea of breaky and having to taste it again in about an hours time, check the computator only 10-11 knots, wandered around a bit more finally psyched myself up to get going knowing my beloved would only tell me to go sailing anyway.
Got down the run to see Sammy walking his gear out on a lot lower tide, watched him for a while saw he was ripping along in true Sammy style, decided to rig the 6.7 and the SS if it was worth it then I could allways slot on the speed board.
Pedro rocked up after I'd rigged gave the word on Decrepit-YoyoLand and headed out, Yeafarkenhar  I got the power!!! 2 gybes upwind and ready to rumble, straight over the sand bar and into it, The big shit eating grin was back , first run a 34  
The SS was a rocking out there today got the setting real nice so it would just float over the chop, Sammy was consitantly pulling 34's and 35's but felt he would have been better with a weight jacket but the he had a chronic case of the big shit eater as well.
Pedro then came over called the place Latte Land as the water looked just like one with all the mud being stired up, gave a bit more advise about lines with the final comment " If you hit something don't go that way next time", he took of in true Pedro fashion and smoked us both
Evets was also blasting around with us out there having some fun
Lots of smiles and runs out there today on another ball tearer session.  
Not without incident though the wildlife was a bit feral today,
Sammy was hunted by a crab doing a sneak attack whilst he was just standing there
I hit what I thoought was a rock i the middle of a run which gave a sharp crack and shifted me forward a bit, pulled out of the run stoped to check the fin, not a mark on it, grabbed hold of it and found it was loose , strongly suspect that I slice and diced a fish, going to have to repalce the barel nut in the fin now.
Muppeted one of many gybes in a deeper patch of waterput my foot down on something BIG and hard which didn't appreciate me putting one of my size 9's on it as it kicked back, squeeled like a big biatch and just about lept out of the water.
High light of the day for wild life though was when heading back out looked up to see an osprey flying about 20m overhead      absolutely gorgeous  
Sammy that was a stonkin run back accross the bay  thats my Nm
Great fun, headaches still there but worse but I don't care as I've still got that grin    
Awesome fun
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