Winner to Wavesailor

"Woah, you brought the kids?" was a common sentiment on our August trip to solosports Punta San Carlos. In the middle of nowhere, no electronics and not a whole lot to do except play in the waves, relax and eat great food. You can see why. But we had a blast!

Flying into the campo was pretty exciting.

The airplane

Take Off!!

 We all enjoyed lots of water time.

Post-Sesh Shakas

And there was plenty of things to keep the boys entertained. Climbing around on the cliffs, swimming across to the bird poo island, boogy boarding, foosball, chasing scorpions. Plus being able to eat and drink as much candy and soda as they wanted, albeit when we weren't watching.

Joey showing the boys the ropes

It was warm-up week for Jem Halls clinic and I was really impressed both with Jems coaching style and clear passion for his job and the standard of his 'students'. Everyone was tacking onto waves, cranking nice turns with a bunch of them busting forward loops. Here is a nice short from Clive Boden: 

Baja Jem Hall Wave Clinic from Clive Boden on Vimeo.

If you watched that till the end you will have seen me trying a ponch/goiter. Unfortunately, as I landed my front foot came out the strap, the back one stayed in and twisted HARD. It was rather painful and resulted in me spending the rest of the week with my bloated foot in the air. The diagnosis once back in Houston: fractured bone and sprained ligaments. Worth it though I reckon.

Welcome to 6-8 weeks in a boot

Perfect Packery

Short clip from fun Memorial weekend Packery session. Excuse the quality, new camcorder needs adding to the 'buy one day' list...

Memorial Recap

Long weekend! Wind! Waves! Forecast rain! Surprise sun! Steered well clear of the bay under threat of catapulting open mouthed into poop. Imagine that, poop in the mouth! Ewwwwwwww.

3 days straight at Packery. Unprecedented. Sunday was the best direction but Monday was oozing fun-ness. We got some iphone clips and might try to make a video. Bird was good too with a bunch of people out. We pulled up Monday to see Brian Miller busting a perfect clew first spock 540 in front of the cheering crowds. Unfortunately we didn't get it on video but here is one of Randy doing a regular one-one handed:

 

 Jack was ripping too:

It did finally rain, a lot! But with only 10 miles to home we made it back safely. Julie took this photo from the end of our street:

Happy Mothers Day!

We had some fun Sunday morning making this iphone 'Trailer' with the kids. It's a bit cheesy but what the heck.

Another great windsurfing weekend with good friends including a 4.0 Bay session, 4.8 dawn session in scary onshore waves and some Bird Island frivolities thrown in too.

Spring Sprang

For a brief couple of weekends, then it got a bit cold, it rained and the wind disappeared.

But let me tell you about one session in Corpus bay. It was TOO MUCH FUN! Fully powered on 4.4, with nice steep ramps. I went for a couple of backies but after over-rotating onto my back I decided I was actually trying pushies instead. Psyched!! PUSHIES!! I guess if we had days like that all the time, they wouldn't be so special.

Then the week after we got a fun sesh at Port A with over a dozen people on the water. Small waves but nice 4.4 wind. Enes and Olivier were going for Takas and Julie got one of Oliviers attempts on tape:

Those guys rip. She also captured me boosting an endo. Watch it with sound, it's funny. :-)

Oh and during one of the many windless moments, I ordered another board. It's like we were made for each other, I was just in denial for the last few years. Fingers crossed my KT83 will arrive before the late season cold front that we all deserve.

Blogattical

I have a windsurfing blog! Blame the lack of: media, adventure, wind, waves...

Two weeks back I eeked out a fun 5.2 sesh at South Packery and my wonderful wife took some video. Cheeky little top turn:

This hurt like heck:

Then last week the best Boca Chica forecast ever started to take shape. 30mph NNW wind, 10 ft waves and 50F temperatures. Friday afternoon, Enes concurred, Julie and the kids packed their weekend bags and we were committed to the 400 mile trek south.

What a forecast! Boca Chica is just under (SE of) Brownsville

We rolled up at the beach to lashing rain, 39F temperatures and offshore WNW winds. Disaster! Deciding to give it a shot anyway we kitted up, donning every available form of neoprene clothing. Getting in the water the cold permeated every extremity. I have never felt so cold.

If only O'Neil made these in neoprene!!!

We ended up sailing back and forth in the knee high shorebreak. Enes:

Was it worth it? Course it was!! :-)