Don went wind surfing today. He left about 11 AM to go to Algodones Beach which is very close to our rental house. When he got there a newly built gate and guard shack was closed for business. This is confusing to us since the beaches belong to the Mexican people. I guess the guard shack builders didn’t get the memo. Anyway, he had more luck at the beach just past the Soggy Peso. I have cajoled him into blogging about his experience today. Stand by for Don:
Hi blog readers!
I hope this interests some one. It turns out this is a much better place to windsurf than where I started out to go to and with in walking distance to the Soggy Peso, my favorite water hole. Algodones beach is a long way to the water through deep sand. I was not looking forward to hauling all my gear to the water. This new spot is right there, maybe 50 feet from some of the greatest looking water I have ever launched from to go windsurfing: clear blue, and with white caps.
Having not windsurfed much for about seven years, and knowing that the wind was predicted over 20 mph, I rigged a smaller sail so I wouldn’t get over powered. Adrenalin took over as it took me an amazingly short time to rig. I must have been way pumped up, and in no time I was on the water. I got on plane, missed every jib with a big splash into the warm water. I went way out, did a bad jib, and with another wonderful splash tried to water start, but there was not enough wind. I up hauled during this, then got blown way down wind. When I got back to the beach I had to do the walk of shame back to my launch area. I was glad no one I knew was watching. It felt great, but was I tired so I put in just in time as the wind picked up. Sand was blowing and stinging me as I un-rigged.
Can’t wait to go some more.