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Member#: 165 Location: Registered: 09-03-2003 Diary Entries: 18
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18th August 2003
Windsurfing: Brighton Wind Direction: SW Wind Stength: Force 4 plus Surf / Sea State: EggBox Air Temperature: Warm Sea Temperature: Warm enough Weather: Grey/Sun Max Speed: Distance Covered:
Well Monday wasn't bad at all, in fact it was the
best day we've had in Brighton for weeks. Not least because the wind is
back in it's proper SW direction.
Could have rigged a 5.2 at lunchtime but it looked
a bit up and down so I stuck up a 5.7 which was
about right, given the lulls.
First time on a wave board for 2 or 3 weeks, but the
waves didn't match my enthusiasm – so I changed
to the freestyle board and pulled off a few tricks for
the tourists who needed cheering up since the sun
had clouded over. A pretty Swedish student – over
here on a language course – came by to chat me
up and I think to give me her phone number, but
she changed her mind when she took in the close-
up – I think it must have been the bogeys
streaming from my nose.
Cool. Nice. Mmm.
Talking of stringey snot, the bootlace seaweed is non-
existant here now but, curiously, today there were
loads of plastic shopping bags in the water –
mostly Tesco's.
(Do they have underwater supermarket's now? Do dolphins collect Nectar
points?)
For some reason there was also a long fishing rod
floating in the water by the end of the derelict West Pier
and, on closer inspection, it was intact. Claiming
salvage rights I dropped in the water, poked the
rod through one harness line and tied the other
end to the boom with the outhaul tail. It was about
2 foot longer than the boom at each end. I then
blasted back downwind to drop off my new prize at
the Basher Beach Hut. The fishing rod was on the
other side of the sail – which was fine until I had to
gybe.
Still, it's a proven fact that 9 out of 10 Swedish
students prefer black eyes to green bogeys.
By 4pm it went eggbox lumpy with the high water,
so I stopped for a cuppa (and a hankerchief).
Went out again later on a 7m, thinking this would
be the last wind for a few days, so I might as well
go big, for a bit of crash and burn. I'd say I took on
those waves, and won. Must have looked funny, me wearing
that eye patch though...
I eventually packed up, knackered, at 6.30pm when
the wind eased off. Annoyingly, I'd put everything
away when it came back up to 5.7 weather and the
waves began to shape up nicely on the falling tide.
This was 7.30pm however, and it now gets dark at
8.30pm.
Autumn's on the way, boys and girls!
But no wind for a few days, if the BBC are right...
Fishing, anyone?
Basher
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