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11th May 2006
Windsurfing: Brog
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Tony's Report Race 2 Report for 11th May
Yet another balmy early summer evening. Your lake manager is seen pacing the Croquet field wielding a mallet and glaring remorselessly at the newly sprouting leaves on the trees behind him. “Did that leaf move then?” He Asks!
Yes you’ve guessed it Brogborough Lake is missing the one vital ingredient ‘WIND’!
By 6 O’clock, there is a faint movement in the tops of the trees as a very light northerly has kicked in (I’ll re phrase that to ‘Drifted in’). For some God only reason a few brave souls elect to race (I’ll re phrase that to ‘Drift’) With five minutes to go the wind shifts to the NE. This meant the start line was now in a complete becalmed patch that resembled a mirror. Not to be daunted Dave Lewis, Dave Skye, Tim Davies, Graham Willey (Sig), Chris Foreman and your intrepid reporter took to the water in a brave attempt to make the start line. Other onlookers (that were many) opted out, Mark Fowlers entourage in the shape of his now four Girly harem refused on block to play, so Mark declined the challenge as well. (No fun to be had out there, so why bother) The Phil’s both refused to partake, so Eeyore chewed remorselessly on a Thistle while waiting to start the race, even defending champion and current leader Mike (I’ll plane in anything) George couldn’t see the point and declined the challenge!
The moment of truth had come. Eeyore spat a particularly prickly bit and blew the whistle. Your Lake Manager who had inadvertently made the line right on time, shot into an early lead (when I say shot, this is relative to a snail picking up speed). Overawed by this momentous occasion, he cracked under pressure and drifted backwards over the start line again. Tim took advantage of Tony’s sudden unexpected departure from the battle field and took over the mantle of the lead, with Dave Lewis meandering along just behind.
Meanwhile back at the start line things were hotting up! Tony was making another stab at the line, finding the port tack impossible, he tried the starboard approach by way of a variation. Admittedly he was now going in the wrong direction, but who cares for he could now scream “STARBOARD” at Chris who was valiantly making a bid for the line on port. What followed, watch by the enthralled watchers on the bank was a strange slow motion waltz by two would be racers as they joined together and circled round and round. Almost graceful in its own way, though what it had to do with racing God only knows.
Meanwhile up front Tim had reached the first mark, rounded it and then for some reason known only to himself, threw done his sail in what appeared to be some sort of victory celebration (Does he think he’s won?) “It’s one lap Tim not one leg!”
Dave took the opportunity to drift by and then pump his way down to the next mark, while Tim wrestled to get his bit of cloth out of the water again.
Back at the start things were happening (all be it very slowly) Chris had disentangled himself from his dance partner and had set off in pursuit. Dave Skye was now making his bid for the start line, while Tony had reverted to Impressions; he was now demonstrating an Iguana stalking its prey. Two steps forward three steps back. Graham having found that he had drifted too far downwind of the start mark dropped his sail and paddled back upwind ( Not sure on race rules here, surely this isn’t legal?), but then again it is Graham, he never does anything within the rules on a Thursday night!
So as Graham makes the start line Tony realise that there is nobody left to play with, so retires gracefully from the field of battle, only to find that the BBQ had gone out, so it was just as well he never had started. God forbid if the food had not been ready! Doesn’t bare thinking about.
On the water the race ground remorselessly on. Tim though only a few yards behind Dave realise that that few yards represented about ten minutes in real time at the speed they were travelling . The whole thing came to a very boring conclusion as Dave Lewis crawled across the line first, Tim second, Chris despite his earlier dance came third, while Graham drifted past Dave to snatch 4th, leaving Mr Skye to prop up the back in 5th
Can you call that enjoyable? Well you will have to ask them
I KNOW WHAT I THINK!

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