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| Within a few minutes of passing Gov's, wave height began building and the south waves were mixing with ones coming from southeast from within Chuckanut Bay, adding to the complexity of the rides. At this point, though, I was feeling relaxed and was just starting to get some fun rides. I was totally warm in my drysuit, and within shouting distance of Brandon. | Within a few minutes of passing Gov's, wave height began building and the south waves were mixing with ones coming from southeast from within Chuckanut Bay, adding to the complexity of the rides. At this point, though, I was feeling relaxed and was just starting to get some fun rides. I was totally warm in my drysuit, and within shouting distance of Brandon. | ||
| - | BRANDON: After our last big wind day when we were out with Don, I'd chatted with Simon about my less-than-ideal experience with the V10. His advice was simple: Be way more aggressive. So I went into this day with those simple instructions, and my paddle shafts newly adhered together. From the first few minutes on the water, I knew I was going to have an awesome day. By the time we'd reached the bigger waves past Gov's, perhaps 5 to 6 feet by that point, I'd figured out to not waste any energy trying to power into a late trough, as it was a guaranteed swamping – literally up to my chest in water on a wave peak. By actively backing off the peaks and thenpowering for the trough directly behind, I found I'd eliminated 90% of the swampings, and was still catching mega rides. At the end of every ride I'd check for Heather, who was staying within ten boat lengths of me without a problem. | + | BRANDON: After our last big wind day when we were out with Don, I'd chatted with Simon about my less-than-ideal experience with the V10. His advice was simple: Be way more aggressive. So I went into this day with those simple instructions, and my paddle shafts newly adhered together. From the first few minutes on the water, I knew I was going to have an awesome day. By the time we'd reached the bigger waves past Gov's, perhaps 5 to 6 feet by that point, I'd figured out to not waste any energy trying to power into a late trough, as it was a guaranteed swamping – literally up to my chest in water on a wave peak. By actively backing off the peaks and then powering for the trough directly behind, I found I'd eliminated 90% of the swampings, and was still catching mega rides. At the end of every ride I'd check for Heather, who was staying within ten boat lengths of me without a problem. |
| The two-directional waves gradually became one-directional, south- southeast, and grew in size as we neared Post Point. By that time, I had watched Jeff and Morris get further and further out into the Bay. They were laterally about dead even with us, maybe just ahead. Wind strength was building, and I remember feeling pity for the upwind paddle they would have to endure to get back to Marine Park or Fairhaven Boatworks. | The two-directional waves gradually became one-directional, south- southeast, and grew in size as we neared Post Point. By that time, I had watched Jeff and Morris get further and further out into the Bay. They were laterally about dead even with us, maybe just ahead. Wind strength was building, and I remember feeling pity for the upwind paddle they would have to endure to get back to Marine Park or Fairhaven Boatworks. | ||
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| - | Be sure to check out the new pictures, and visit[[http://www.bellinghamkiteboarding.com/50mph/index.html|http://www.bellinghamkiteboarding.com/50mph/index.html]] to see kite surfer Andy Holmes' collection of delta pix taken sometime early on December 11th. | + | Be sure to check out the new pictures, and visit (//no longer valid address//) to see kite surfer Andy Holmes' collection of delta pix taken sometime early on December 11th. |
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| - | Geezussss….I leave town for one week and I miss out on all the action. There is now a new speed record for B'ham bay (17 mph) but does it count if you were ferried back to shore by the CG? As for turning in the high winds with a Huki, my experience was that it was difficult even with Jude's biggest rudder but I did manage to do it by speeding down a wave and pulling a sharp U-turn while in the troff in front of you. However, that only worked in 6 foot waves. We didn't have any news on our television in a remote part of Mexico so my first inkling that something happened was a message left on my cell phone (at home) from the Whatcom County Sherriff's office wanting to know how I was involved. Shouldn't they be calling Mike G. when it comes to headliners? I did manage to get in some surfing with a Perception Aloha 8.5 while I was down there. We had several days of high winds and rain and I manage to con the hotel into letting me use one. The Aloha is a plastic sit-on-top and is 8.5 feet long, with a wide tail and no rudder. Once you got on a wave, the only way that you could steer this thing was to paddle faster than the wave itself. The only paddle was a 5 lb. Hobie brand with a fixed right hand feather (I use left hand). As the wave would pick me up, I would accelerate at a high speed until the steepness of the wave would drive the nose of the Aloha down into the reef and the stern would pass over my head like a rainbow. The locals loved it. I would then stand up with sand filling my nose and ears with a Sea Urchin stuck to my forehead and the crowd would cheer. I was the king of Pitchpoling. However, after that first day, each time the hotel staff would see me coming down the beach, they would hide the hide the Alohas and raise up a red flag to signal unsafe waters. It's good to be home……\\ | + | Geezussss….I leave town for one week and I miss out on all the action. There is now a new speed record for B'ham bay (17 mph) but does it count if you were ferried back to shore by the CG? As for turning in the high winds with a Huki, my experience was that it was difficult even with Jude's biggest rudder but I did manage to do it by speeding down a wave and pulling a sharp U-turn while in the troff in front of you. However, that only worked in 6 foot waves. We didn't have any news on our television in a remote part of Mexico so my first inkling that something happened was a message left on my cell phone (at home) from the Whatcom County Sherriff's office wanting to know how I was involved. Shouldn't they be calling Mike G. when it comes to headliners? I did manage to get in some surfing with a Perception Aloha 8.5 while I was down there. We had several days of high winds and rain and I manage to con the hotel into letting me use one. The Aloha is a plastic sit-on-top and is 8.5 feet long, with a wide tail and no rudder. Once you got on a wave, the only way that you could steer this thing was to paddle faster than the wave itself. The only paddle was a 5 lb. Hobie brand with a fixed right hand feather (I use left hand). As the wave would pick me up, I would accelerate at a high speed until the steepness of the wave would drive the nose of the Aloha down into the reef and the stern would pass over my head like a rainbow. The locals loved it. I would then stand up with sand filling my nose and ears with a Sea Urchin stuck to my forehead and the crowd would cheer. I was the king of Pitchpoling. However, after that first day, each time the hotel staff would see me coming down the beach, they would hide the Alohas and raise up a red flag to signal unsafe waters. It's good to be home……\\ |
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