Wind appeared from nowhere so james and i took full advantage. Seaford was magic as always. really nailing rotational jumps on the nugget. met remi again.
Big shore break, average wind and a different kiting culture are what greeted me at narrabean. Iwas itching to get out for a sail, the forecast was great but it was a bit of a challenge to find the right wind info in a new location. Surf it is apparently the go. When I arrived the were kiters out, most were struggling to hold a line. I immediately noticed the big shore break, a new challenge! setup and headed out, charged through the big shore break and avoided playing in that area for most of the rest of the session, the place where kites go to die! Went out a long way to get the best of the wind, stunning vistas of the Sydney shoreline. Didn't try anything crazy, still recovering from my cough and I was keeping am eye on the surf. Definitely adifferent vibe on the beach to Melbourne. Maybe a carry over from the surfing culture. When I arrived, one guy crashed his kite in the surf impact zone, no one was helping so I grabbed his kite before it was pulverized. Later one gu
After another break it was time for the main event. We debated about what we should do and came up with a down winder into the inlet. With everyone being very capable kiters we were confident we could handle anything that conditions would throw at us. Plus - if anything went wrong we could just go for a bit of a hike. We dropped a car at the inlet, then setup and headed off. We still had 25 knots or so wind - although in the inlet it was mostly offshore and a bit dodgy - but isn't it always ! Heading off we knew we were in for a treat. The sea had turned angry - it was very hard to get out the back - but the flat water sections and the smaller waves rolling through were providing fantastic rides. There were a stack of smiling faces all the way down. After about 40 minutes I thought we needed to get a wiggle on - I still couldn't spot the entry to the inlet and it looked like it was miles away at what I later found out was Wilsons prom. T
Headed to Aspendale with Job for his virgin downwinder. Great to hear that Grant decided to join us with the sailboard - although we sent Grant off early a number of things conspired to him starting to setup after us and taking a while to get going. Pete was a late addition - arriving just in time to store Grant's key in his car after a keylock malfunction. Grant was really edgy about us waiting around for him - which was fine - its a lot more fun when everyone sticks together for the trip. A really packed beach made it quite tight to launch and get out the back - swimmers everywhere. With everyone ready to go we set off - and instead of being a tight pack of folks it was like a race - Grant tore off downwind at a pace I didn't want to match and Job tore arse after him. I figured they would tack back but I think a bit of angst coupled with the Mordy pier saw them set a world record for the down winder landing them at Mentone in no time. Pete on the other hand was takin
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