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Bit of a mixed day really. Arrived at the beach to find it was high tide (I thought it was going to be earlier - looked at the wrong spot!), but because I didn't think it was, not a problem. Only one person out, who looked pretty competent, loops and stuff. For some strange reason, I rigged a 4.7, made it out through the break no problem, and then was stupidly overpowered. Came back after a bit of a struggle, managing to smash myself into the mast as I did. So not much fun.
Sat down, bit of a rethink, cup of tea, bracing chat with fellow windsurfer, more people arrived, rigged 4.0, Jonathan appeared... Back out on the 4.0 as the tide as dropped, sweet!! Really enjoyed the sunny conditions, for about 20 minutes, then a huge squall came through. A kite surfer got slapped down and lost his board, which happened to be near me, so as the wind had dropped by then I sailed over and rescued it. He was mot grateful, but the wind had dropped... Tried a blob-out to the waves, but couldn't make it, so came back in, moaned for a bit, then packed up. But at least I felt a lot better than the first time! And I got more sail time than Jon, who barely made it out there when the wind dropped.
And no sign of sharks. A result!
The big advantage of sleeping over in the pub car park is being able to be on the case early, especially when the clocks just went back. The rain on the van roof wasn't even too noisy...
So it was bright and early that, fortified by a bowl of Andrew's muesli, I headed out into the scrum, along with Mikey P and Andrew. It was quite nice to be using the 4.0 in the conditions, it did really well for a 9yr old sail, it's usually much hairier when I switch to it, so it gets associated with trying experiences, never a good thing. Caught some waves, almost down the line at Hayling with the wind more westerly than Sat, clever how those waves curve around. Stopped when I couldn't think fast enough any more, just after a mega-squall pinned lots of people on the beach!
Good day - nice to see Mike P. A total result of a weekend. Might treat myself to another board.
Arrived at Hayling to find Mike T and Andrew already there, along with 000s of other windsurfers - the place was rammed!! TBH, I was probably a bit late in respect of tide and so on, but hey. Rigged a 5.5 initially, but after one run decided it was ridiculous and rigged the 4.7 instead. Result. Whizzed up wind to the wavey bit, caught some waves, got shouted at by a shouty wave owner, a learning experience if nothing else. Came ashore at one point and met Stevie G on a walk. Stopped when I got tired of the bangy chop concealing the swell. Had tea and cake with M & A, ended up staying over for pub food and beer. Marv.
It had been a good number of weeks since all the other rubbish in life, the wind and so on had lined up in the manner required to enable a session... So the merest hint existence of possibly sailable wind on the Saturday cheered me up!
Arrived to find Steve G, the birthday boy, just coming in - incredibly he'd been out before anyone else, and was done! Top man. And the wind was there for those prepared to go out for out - ENE, with surprising swell and offshore enough not to be too choppy. Heather, Bill and I rigged up - I chose the 6.5 and 116 Playmate, the trusty weapon of flatness and lightness. I did stick a rather unusual slalom-y fin in it however, no idea what size, but suitably straight and blade-like.
And it all worked out! Hardly stopped planing for the couple of hours or so I was out, apart from the return to the beach to fit a spare JP footstrap in place of the Naish which had torn out of its screw. And it was even sunny - made the winter wetsuit seem somewhat pointlessly donned, frankly, had to fall in a couple of times to cool off! My excuse anyway. The swell was quite amusing too.
Finally, food, drinks and cake for Steve's birthday celebration as well topped it off. A lovely day, made me feel much happier! Thanks to all
Arrived to see Twofish aka Damian and Caroline in his shiny T5 - welcome to Hayling, sir!
Had some lunch and a cuppa, since it was still fairly light and forecast to rise. Good call - I skipped the "flogging the 6.5" stage and moved straight to "easy 5.5 planing" without passing Go.
Spent the next 2.5 hours whizzing around, swell building up a bit, and doing a few reasonable jumps, before tiring and quitting as the rain increased. Good session! Good to see Mike, Bill, Trev, Beth "Briefly", Heather, Jon, and share snacks with Andrew.
Nice to chat to Evva in the in-water rest sessions - tip: Don't EVER shout "STARBOARD" at Ms. Mulgrew, because it winds 'er up summat cruool, partikler if she's already trying 'er 'ardest to avoid yer. And why does everyone hammer up and down in the same over-busy slot, at the same angle to the beach on busy days at Hayling?? There's several kilometres of beach available guys... just saying.
Hope everyone had a good day on Sunday, looks like it was nice.
A single hour - that was all I had after a day full of things like breakfast with the shortly to depart g-kids, and curtailed by a long-planned dinner with friends. But that was all it took - sunny, windy, what's not to like? Maybe I'm easily pleased, but then I'm immensely grateful for that, because it means I'm often happy!
Drove past the phalanx of OMWC vans in the Hayling car park, and parked up at the far end. With only a little time, regretfully I was forced to skip the usual pleasantries - I wasted no time and rigged the 102/5.5 combination, not forgetting to renew the duct tape on the nose, to stop it falling open and catching on the beach - must get that fixed one of these days. No regrets, just headed out into the sunny windiness, grinning from ear to 'ere.
45 minutes later, the wind was dropping, which was a Good Thing really - if it had kept up for another hour I'd still have been there, and... As luck would have it, after packing up in record quick time, my friend called while I was driving home and we agreed a later time for dinner - not sure how I felt about that - wind/no wind, dinner/no dinner, how life turns out, as one least expects. Great, though
I have to say that I am extremely glad that most people don't know about this location, because if they did, it would be packed!
Southerly wind, pretty gusty, started light, passed through windy, back to light. Rigged 6.5/116l and have a good time, then had my arms stretched a bit, so switched to 102l, then back to 116l when it fell off a bit. A lovely sunny day, indulging in a bit of harmless (armless?!) blasting and occasional mild competition with my fellow sailors. Then a bit of a wait for the ferry, an easy drive home, a pint at the local, some steak for tea... Loverly!
Coming towards the end of the weekend, not much wind, yesterday it kicked in (if the top end of F3 is a kick!) about 1 pm, been sitting reading and eating apart from a trip in Pete D's canoe (thanks Pete!), getting hot and a bit *rsy because of the inaction and well, the heat...
So. like the vulture losing patience ("To heck with this waiting, let's go kill something!", I rigged 5.5m and 116l, since people were frustrated by not planing yesterday I figured I'd avoid the problem altogether! Nice to be sailing in a rash vest and shorts, probably the first time ever in the UK, amazingly.
Incredibly, the wind freshened, and after a couple of pootling runs, on the way back the board lifted on top of the bow wave (love that feeling!! Seeing it happen in slow motion is so cool) and there we were - planing!! Got in a few more before it dropped and I chilled off having fallen in on a couple of tacks. The Big Boys came out too, with Andrew on a 6.5/120 looking good, and making the most of the sun and (slight) wind.
Quite the good end to a great weekend!
A very genteel wander around the seafront on the biggest board with the biggest sail, occasionally teased by the surf-powered acceleration into thinking planing might be possible. A very pleasant afternoon spent with the other OMWCers on the beach, thanks all. And nice to see Heather and Gen having a good time
Wow, that was windy. Arrived to find some non-OMWCers packing and leaving, it looked innocuous enough, as you'd expect for a pleasingly shaped bay. The clue was in the small number of windsurfers in the concrete paddling pool at Sandbanks proper... At least the wind was pretty much cross/slightly on on the Bramblebush beach, with clouds threatening rain.
On advice, rigged 4.0 and the smallest board in the van, the 80l Evo. Initial take - yuck. very hard work, some wicked (in the original sense) chop and some very short period waves at a crap angle. Came back, a bit discouraged.
After lunch, the sun came out, the wind dropped marginally, I downhauled the nuts off the sail, and lo and behold!! It was fun - challenging yes, but totally exhilarating. At times, the board was barely in the water, but holding it down and flying it was lots of fun. Rinse and repeat - managed a few strap-to-strap gybes, thanks to the relative flatness, and at one point the usual B'bush flat zone enabling what felt like blistering speed. Brilliant! I'd do that again.
Good to see Juan killing it - not being the lightest club member pays off sometimes , great to see Carol and other rare birds. Excellent firebowl! Marshmallows, mmmm. Thanks guys