by Shawn Henderson » Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:39 pm
The day started in search of flatter water because of the forecasted high winds. I tried to do Mona, no swell, but she was blowing offshore. So I moved on to Yuba. Lots of caps and swell as big as I have ever tried. At least it was side-shore I thought. So its 5PM Me and Yuba. Yuba won. I was the only person on the lake… ok in the lake. Bloodied, bruised, battered, humbled and humiliated. I suspect I was overpowered, but I couldn’t stay up enough to say for sure. My session ended up being all you can eat waterstart practice. On a positive note I was successful maybe 5 times at getting up on the board. But I couldn’t keep it together once on a plane (scary fast!) Plenty of free comedy for the rednecks who were feeling down watching their trucks and fifth wheels get sandblasted. It’s a good thing I went with the side-shore. I was only able to stop the destruction when I washed up on North beach. It was a long, LONG walk to my car into a 40mph sand storm. By the way, how do you de-rig in nuclear wind? I thought it would be best to secure the sail first, after all it is built to catch wind, only to find that my board can fly too. Those Angulos must be tough because it appears to be ok despite bouncing down the rocky shoreline. So here I am, I have sand between my teeth, my eyes hurt, not to mention my confidence and pride. I guess all is well, I made it home. I think I will try Yuba again when she is in a better mood. It was nuclear and I got exposed.