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1st May 2008
Windsurfing: Moulay Bouzerktoun Wind Direction: N Wind Stength: Surf / Sea State: Air Temperature: Scorchio!!! Sea Temperature: Weather: WtW sunshine :) Max Speed: Distance Covered:
The groundswell is here wahey!!! A proper sized one in the half-mast to logo range i.e. undoubtedly the biggest waves I have ever
sailed. Huge fast-moving swells out back (too fast to keep up with when fully planing) that turned into way cleaner longer waves than
yesterday with big gaps between the sets. And less windy - perfect 5,2 weather all day - sooo much better than maxed teeth-chattering
4.0 crazy-ness.
I had 4 sessions between 10.30am-2pm that were interspersed with photo-taking breaks on the beach. The first two sessions weren't all
that great. It was too busy to be enjoyable and although I got a few waves they weren't packing much of a punch over the high tide
period. But this all changed for session 3. With the tide now backing off the waves really started to ramp up and soon I was taking the
drop down some real whoppers. I scored a couple of superb rides with full power bottom turns into the flats and then I got a proper
taste of the punishment that Moulay can dish out. I was chucked off when dropping in a fraction too late on one of the biggest sets of
the day which then decided to close out with full force right on top of me. Oh sh*t. I couldn't keep hold of my kit and was tossed
around like a rag doll fearing that at any moment I would cop a face full of board/mast/boom/fin. Not pleasant. Eventually I popped up
expecting a long swim after my kit but incredibly it was right there in front of me and fully intact!!! Without enough time or wind to
waterstart I had to suffer the rinsings from the remaining waves of the set (one of which pummeled me so much that I was completely
disorientated as to the location of beach/sky/water when I surfaced), and I then sailed back to the beach, thanking my lucky stars that
me and my kit had survived unscathed. Which was so lucky considering that was by a fair margin my biggest windsurfing wipeout ever.
After that spanking I was slightly reluctant to go out again but the sight of Colin, Rod and Steve tucking in to wave after wave of dtl
joy meant I could not resist one more session before the tide dropped too far back off the reef to make launching and landing
comfortable. The wind had really picked up now but the fully downhauled 5.2 coped admirably. More great rides, one on pretty much every
run in, proper proper good. Until half-way down a wave that I had stalked from way out back and then timed to perfection (taking off
earlier to scoot pass the close-out section) I was f*ck*d over by a local Moroccan kid who fully dropped in on me and forced me off the
wave into the flats and onto the very shallow downwind section of the reef. ARRRRGGGHHH. So frustrating as that was my best wave of the
day. I had words with him on the beach later and I think he got the message - he won't be doing that again.
What a sail.
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