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WEnt for Alphas, TR-7 6.3m Manta 54, DEcrepit 22cm weed

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Well that was amuch better session, in control and comfortable.

Used the 5.8 with the 48cm board and for the first time plugged the 21.5 X 22.5 low aspect 45deg weedy into it, wan't sure how it would work, but I'm pleased with it, holds the power of the 5.8 very well, and allows me to get into the shallow weedy areas. I'm also improving my gybing technique with the KA sails, min speed on my best 2 alphas was 13/14kts. Just need to increase my speeds in and out.

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Tabou Manta 54, NP RSR Eiii 7.0m, Freddy Krueger 30/30.

Wind was a bit lighter tonight so thought I'd go for an hour and after a ripper session yesterday I felt brave enough to insert Freddy into the board.

Now Freddy and me, we have a history in the previous 2 times I've gotten Freddy out on 2 different boards Freddy has tried killing me in a rather spectacular fashion in true slasher movie fashion generally by powering right up then seeing how bigger wheelie it can do before seeing how far it can imbed me into the sea floor, this is one nightmare I wish I could wake from.

So today feeling full of beans (and soon to be discovered) misguided confidence I plug Freddy in, the first plan is to have a crack at a naughty.

I take off from the sand bar and head out past the rock garden moguls with no problems, woo hoo I've survived 500m could today be different could I have finally subdued Freddy???? Past the rock garden the water flattened out, woo hoo time to let the gear run, Freddy oh Freddy you sweet little fin!! I'm on looking at doing my naughty from the edge of the rock garden, across the channel and I'm still not bleeding Past boundary Island I can see a huge expanse of flats, the hammer is still down and the board is trimming sweetly, sail outside the channel markers and yeahargh more flats no weed the promised land and I've finally subdued Freddy

Unfortunately Freddy had other ideas, lulling me into a false sense of security and cockyness, little did I know what awaited me.......

A loverly gybe to start heading back thinking of the next glorious run trying to figure out which was the channel markers it went around, felt like I was sailing upwind ok, Golly jeepers I'm really starting to like Freddy.

No sooner had that thought been passed between my two operational brain cells, Then Freddy struck with his full vengefull wrath

Wham, bam, thank you Freddy 89kg's for red furry loving is pile driven into 6" of water.

The Red furs a mess thoroughly impregnated with mud, there's mud in every orifice including the rectal breach Freddy's just given me, the sails covered in mud, the booms hanging of the mast at a strange angle, the board got the need of some Rhinoplasty

Hang on Back up a bit the booms hanging of on a wierd angle that can't be good closer inspection finds that the boom clamps have exploded and parted company, yep that's not good wrong side of the channel

The locking clamp is still attached Woo Hoo I can work with this, Bit of spare downhaul rope (don't leave home without it) from my PFD, bit of jury rigging and we're back in bussiness Yeah Baby We're back

Hang on, I've got to walk out of this weedy, cobbler infested Muppet hating wasteland before I can sail back, after a torturous 3 hours (5 mins) of delicately tip toeing through the weeds I was able to get on the board and sail over to Hardz and Decrep who were once again demonstrating how to sail with style and finesse explained my tales of woe, from there tacked up wind a couple of times so I could sail outside of the rock garden and  get back to base. Got to admit rather smuggly the boom fix held up ok on the blast back, only to have Freddy inflict one last bit of vengance on me by spitting me off at the end.

Bad, bad, evil f'ken fin 3 for 3

Coodanup Foreshore, I had time for a quick sail only and it was extremely frustrating to watch the seabreeze work its way across the estuary so slowly...it finally kicked in at about 2.30pm on top of a very low tide. I broke out the 105l F2 bump and jump along with the always styling big hair, shoulder pads and corporate synth pop 6.0 wave sail  of the last millenium.The tide was too low to get inside even with my Delta so I had to be content with a couple of runs along the outside.If I had more time I probably would have worked up to the island a bit more, but I am sort of glad i didnt as its sounds as though it would have been clogged up with bits of red fur.  My pilot friend says' That any landing you walk away from, is a good one' so maybe the same applies to any stack - you 'western suburbs' mob have had a tough couple of days of not missing things: but I am glad that you are all still in one piece.  

Peel Inlet, WA, AU Sorry for the late posting first time posting for a long time, had a good time sailing with the boys in good wind for a change I was on my isonic 94 with a 5.5 serverne O/D 5.5 tried a few Alphas with Decrep and Hardie, and I spotted that lovely dismount at the end of your session Elmo that fin of yours loves the bottom