Saturday, February 05, 2000


I had a bit of a scare three days ago: thought I had broken my hand on my mast. The wind was howling, and the waves about six feet -- I lined up for a perfect launch, going hella fast, aiming to go way too high, then spun out just before I hit the wave. =8-O I launched with the board at ninety degrees to my flight path, not at all a pretty thing. Don't try this at home kids, these here are untrained professionals.

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