Dampier, WA, AU  Seabreeze season in Dampier, of course I didn't bring my proper light wind slalom gear with me, so grovelled most of the time

My big wave board just ploughed in the 15kt winds, whereas my CA Slalom would've been planing  Left my 7.9m at home which would've been ideal  Smashed my weed fin on rocks second run

1670km from home, so just can't go home and grab what I need.  I will have to improvise, and hope for stronger winds.

Lemony Snickets Decrepit Custom Light Wind Wave Board 122/70  TR9 7.0m JP 31/45 weedfin. Winds about 15kts, water temp about 24c

South Yunderup, WA, AU

nice stroll with Swindy and Fangy

On this day I mostly walked my gear through weedy, boggy, rocky, shallow water but after a while i managed to sail abit hit a rock and go over the handle bars. walked some more until i came upon deeper water, after quick survey I came to realise that all the weedburgs in all the world ( well nearly ) had decided to make this there new home. So new ploy adopted follow Ross..

Still smiling 

South Yunderup, WA, AU   2xc 7.1, PAT SL100, swoody22

We were joined by the green telly tubby today in the new dictator mobile

The green telly tubby also has a dick on his head even bigger than yellow telly tubby making him a realy big dick head.

The fourth telly tubby who didnt show up must have played a trick on us and drank all the water. the dizzy TT thought F**K this its too dangeruos and walked back in. The two dumb ones stayed out a while longer risking life and limb and had an even longer walk back.

Yunbas session with the Teletubbies. Post more later 

The teletubbies were already throwing handbags at each other when  I got to Yunderup, but after a glowing report on sailing conditions from the T1, I decided ignore him and chuck in the Barge. In the meantime, T2 looked stoked about life or possibly he didn’t. It’s really hard to tell these days. Regardless, gee whiz it’s an impressive shiny scone. 

Speaking of scones, T1 finished up his jam and cream and headed out first. In retrospect, the two hours he spent walking out to deeper water should have been a clue that in actual fact there was no water there at all. 

Sadly, T2 and I couldn’t escape the lure of chasing the rainbow, and we trudged west for several days to join him. I was surprised to find that if you subtract all the water, you are only left with weed, mud and a lot more rocks than I ever imagined. The FF got a right smashing today and even the aluminium showed some signs of abuse by the end. 

On a more entertaining note T1 experimented with sailing into islands and then happily reported that he hadn’t managed to spin out once. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that a spin out doesn’t occur if you fin is still embedded in Mother Earth. Meanwhile T2 decided that walking your gear around in the mud was more fun than swinging off the handlebars and no sooner had he made it out, he flipped the bird to sailing in actual water, and trudged off back in again.

I was feeling left out, so I decided to break a batten and stop my sail from rotating on Port tack. But just as things were starting to look a dubious, I discovered a nice little channel through the weed on starboard, and all was good in the world. And in fact apart from the unwanted PB on the Fitbit for 80000 steps in a day, it was good fun weaving in and out of the bergs.  

Ultimately T1 and I realised that it would probably Xmas by the time we walked back in, so we called it a day. By the time we made it close to shore, Rig Bitch T2 was waiting to help carry our stuff. However a solid afternoon of feeding the mossies had left him anaemic and weaker than usual. Still, his words of encouragement from the shore lifted our spirits until he fell silent when an old bloke out for a walk with a zimmer frame overtook him on the path back.

All in all, too much walking, not enough sailing, but the usual good time  with the teletubbies.  Top Ten Fangy Day land yachting