Mark Dix, one of Seattle's legends in long distance windsurfing, is attempting to sail the first leg of the Race to Alaska event. Forty miles of open water through the Straights of Juan de Fuca: massive rollers, strong currents, killer whales, and two international freighter lines. After the crossing he will have to paddle upwind (no sailing in the Victoria Harbor) in order to reach the finish line. Go Mark!!!
It's been windy for the past 4 days in the Gorge. I keep getting emails of sesh reports, pictures (like the one below Of Tuson Poor by Trudy Lary), etc, etc. The guys in Chicago probably got some too because I know they were going out and I haven't heard from them. Everybody got some TOW this weekend! I had an awesome sesh on Friday at the Hatch, switching from 4.2/87 to 3.7/72 and back for the end of the day.
So I started right where I left more than two months ago, at Doug's beach on the Washington side. Wow, it's been more than two months, I felt a little rusty. Started with 3.7/86, but was slogging a bit so moved to 4.2, which worked perfect until 1:30. Wind kept coming up so went back to 3.7 until i left. Apparently the wind kept getting better and better, check out these pics taken by Trudy Lary in the late afternoon! Need to work on starboard jumps, back and forward loops. Those are the goals for the season!
Doug's notes: 4.2 worked well with 20 mph average. It was gusty so I went with a bigger 86 L board, but 72 would have been smoother.
Dear Wind Gods: don't ever let me turn into a wind snob, for becoming one of "those who wait" is the first sign of vanishing stoke. Big rigs are fun, and once in a while I should be reminded of this.
Like today: 6.5/105 at Doug's... Had the river for myself, and that was a good thing because I was slogging a lot ;)
I retreated from Rooster today. That's OK, I didn't feel like dying on a Friday. I don't know what made me call it, maybe it was the rainbows created by spray being blown off the top of the swells, maybe it was the blue skies, or maybe it was the rattling sound that the 3.7 made, like it was made out of Saran Wrap. Everything was beautiful in a "my last minute on earth" kind of way. Almost like God was telling me "look at all this beauty son, for the last time... Cuz you're an idiot and rigged to big..." So I packed my stuff and went to Stevenson where is was blowing only 30, rigged my 4.7/85/21 combo, and had myself a session. There were two other windsurfers, and two or three kiters. Beautiful.
Remember my buddy Andrew (aka Waveseeker)? Yeah the guy behind those goofy windsurfing movies that I posted over the years... Well he's taking it to 11 with his new creation, a hilarious take on the 2014 Hatteras wave Jam. If you're a little tired of the typical "dude ripping to a song" movie, you have to check this thing out.
I started windsurfing as an excuse to visit my brother in Tarifa, Gibraltar, his usual windsurfing spot. The moment I stepped on a board I was hooked. I love windsurfing because it's fun, it took me to amazing places, and because I met wonderful people through the sport.
This is my story, I hope you enjoy it...