After a few busy days at work over the weekend, i was awaiting my day off today and hoping for some wind.
well waited all morning for the wind to pick up watching the leaves in the trees every 10 min, until finally in came the sea breeze to give the otherwise glassy water a few ripples and then finally a bit more wind to get out on the water again on a classic (ok not so classic) Tasmanian evening, with the sun shining i climbed over the oysters (as low tide always seems to be during the day at the moment).
so with no centerboard for the first time, i uphauled and initially got blown sideways, so sheeted in, concentrated on getting those hips forward, lent back and tried to find the rail on my 300kg board and started going forwards, finally after a few runs i found that sweet spot, where nothing feels to hard, only needing small adjustments to cope with the occasional wind gust, tacking and gybing is becoming quicker and quicker and im now only falling in a couple of times a session.
back out on the water again tomorrow to work on the beach starts, :) , sucks i didnt discover this sport when i was a teenager..........
And as for not finding sport when I was younger, same same
time for a harness i think! my arms a killing me after the wind picked up yesterday afternoon....
