Saw a beautiful movie - The Motorcycle Diaries. It inspired me to begin my windsurfing diaries ...
I windsurfed at the Foster City lagoon along with May and her friend Stefan. It turned out to be a very humbling experience :(
Conditions were overcast and the winds fickle...changing directions like bollywood heroines dresses during an item number. The worst was when the winds died completely leaving me stranded at one end of the shore. With my sails rendered useless I tried every technique to prevent my board from being pushed back to the shore by the waves. Swimming along the board (salty mouth), dragging the board (grimy feet), lying on the board paddling hard (exhausted arms) had all the lake visitors chuckling except me. There was even a marriage reception crowd who took a break from the festivities to watch me get out of the doldrums. An hour later, the wind resumed and I finally got into some action.
Next time...I should better check the wind information channel!
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