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Back to Mandurah Moguls, Totally stupid risking my ankle in those conditions, I fink its called an obsessive addiction, and I'd be the first one to whinge and cry if I made the injury worse and was off the water for longer.  Anyway I had fun out there, on my fave gear Manta 54, Tr-7 6.3m amd Decrepit 45degree 21cm Weed.  Ankle way too sore to gybe, and I keep re-tearing the ligaments all the time

A MASSIVE Thankyou to Steve Pell who carried my gear to and off the beach in Albany, made a big difference, took me ages to get on and off water today doing it by myself.

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Tabou Thunder 70cm, NP RSR Eiii 7.8m, LE 36cm

The wind was blowing the whites were capping I was umm and arring whether to go the 7.0 or the 7.8 Tim won the arguement. first run out the argument started along the lines of "Tim, you stupid f'ken retard" but after a tablespoon of cement was consumed decided to bang on for another hour ans the board seemed to be set up fairly well although it did have a bit of a liking for hitting ramps.

Going past the platform I had one of those Muppett moments where I couldn't remember if I'd shut the trailer or not, so I kept on going into Claudedville before heading back fortunately it was shut when I sailed back so again I skipped back to Claudesville where I played around doing shorter legs for the hour.

Eventually figured I'd had enough and that the wind was getting a wee bit strongish so I decided to head back on what prooved to be a rather exciting run which at the beginning I was hitting some fairly square chop head on which was giving the board an aversion to staying on the water, the chop was gradually getting bigger and more unfriendly out in the middle with some large broken swell coming into effect and some bigger jumps, which were starting to get a bit hairy with an overpowered 7.8 got a bit rediculous when a shoulder high set decided to cross my path and give me some freckle excersize.

Once back to base did a couple more runs and then decided to flag it as everyone was of the water and I'd had fun.

Stoked to get an hour PB, even more stoked weighing myself this morning and seeing 86.5kg looking back at me

Coodanup Foreshore-the usual F2 105lStoke, 6.6Koncept and 19cm Delta .. and once again showing the timing Don Bradman would be proud of I managed a sail in the least windiest but gustiest part of the afternoon. Gusty in a bad way too..as I was doing a far bit of groveling around especially early on.It was also quite westerly so it wasnt until my last run that it had swung to the S enough to have a crack at Fangy's Run over the flats. Even then it was still a bit too far off the wind to be good but the wrath of leaving my beloved at the train station waiting, far out weighed any chance of having another crack. So I will put today down as exercise and just a bit of fun.

Even though it wasnt the nicest of days it was really great to see a big bunch of learners and intermediate windsurfers out, the most sails I have ever see at Coodanup and probably the most amount of squeals when the crabs got another unsuspecting toe