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18th October 2005
Windsurfing: Tiree Wind Direction: SE (onshore) Wind Stength: Surf / Sea State: Flat Air Temperature: Sea Temperature: Weather: Sunny spells Max Speed: Distance Covered:
Gott Bay again. Wind was massively up and down all day today, making all
the sailing very frustrating. Grrrr.
Morning - pro Super-X was being run in front of the hotel so Martin and I
drove round the bay to launch a bit further upwind. 5.2, Bee, perfectly
powered up at the start. Duck-gybe practice, but they were all crap, dunno
why my duckies have got worse recently.
The wind dropped after about 20 minutes leaving me underpowered and
drifting towards the Super-X course. Only occasional planing runs after
that. We went to watch the pro Super-X and I agreed with one of them to use
his F2E and 6.7 for my race in the afternoon, assuming the wind would
continue to be light.
Afternoon - Super-X!
The wind had picked up a tad but still looked good for a 6.7. Turned out my
F2E 103 was actually a 115, grrr....but fortunately had just enough time to
fit it with double back-straps.
Got helmetted up and ready to go before my race, bring it on! But then the
wind really started to build...and by the time our race was about to start
it was practically 5.2 weather. Oh Shit.
The prospect of being massively overpowered, combined with the expected
pre-race excitement, meant that the adrenaline was really flowing. 7 in my
race (the whole amateur fleet). I was drawn in position 6 (7 was the
furthest upwind position). Long wait on the start line holding our
kit...then finally the quad bike whizzes across in front of us....go!!!
I had a crap start. Trying to wrestle my huge kit into the water at high
speed in such strong winds was not easy. But once I got
going...ridiculously overpowered...no-one could touch me! I hooned past two
people and was catching up fast with everyone else...until the first
sausage appeared. I hardly cleared the water. SPLAT. Managed to keep my rig
flying, and drifted round the sausage, where I saw Gregg and James having a
little mother's meeting... (apparently Gregg had landed right on top of
James' sail, completely trashing it). By now of course the leaders were way
ahead so I had no chance of winning the race, just had to try and get round
on my ridiculously too big kit. Next sausage I managed to get on top of,
but comically I just rolled back off it onto the same side. Inevitably I
dropped my duck-gybe, and by now I was absolutely SHATTERED. Thought about
sailing around the last sausage, but no, I gave it a go, but like the first
one, just crashed straight into it. I managed to push my kit under it and
summoned up my last reserves of energy to somehow sail stupidly overpowered
back to the beach, way behind everyone else.
We had a 2nd race but I needed smaller kit. There was no time to run back
to the van to rig up smaller. Tried desperately to beg borrow or steal
someone elses kit but with no joy. So had to sit out the 2nd race, and
annoyingly the wind dropped just after they started, so I would have been
fine on the 115/6.7...GRRRRR.
After this race had finished I had a quick blast on the 115/6.7, until the
wind picked up again 5+ knots. Although it was only mid-afternoon I
couldn't be arsed to rig up my 5.2 again so just de-wetsuited and had a
quick spin on a Blo-Kart, which was good fun for 10 minutes but the novelty
soon wore off.
Frustrating day. Wish I had kept my 5.2/Bee rigged from the morning and
left it on the beach for the Super-X. I had been so looking forward to
doing the Super-X, especially on small kit, and for the first race the
5.2/Bee would have been just about perfect. But instead I was ridiculously
overpowered on the 115/6.7 and it was not fun. No more Super-X likely to be
run, I had missed my chance to give it a proper go, was so looking forward
to it. Bollox.
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