The Last Day

Well it is really, isn't it? I mean, we're here tomorrow, but the likelihood of windsurfing is small, like the wind forecast.

At least I got out today, on a medium board and a big sail, and planed around a bit, falling off a lot in my execrable gybes. I think I'll be practising a lot on the lawn at some point, because it's the details of hand and foot movements that are making me pause and look in the wrong places at the wrong time. And standing up! The Cribby technique of using the under-grip on the new mast hand helps a lot, but strangely I only do it on starboard gybes.

Adam got out too, as did Albert, since they both rent kit and could go big. Thilo has only his won which is small so he stayed in and ate. This won't affect him much because he's pretty skinny already. No sign of M&F, so perhaps we'll see them this evening. The plan to meet at the TamTam is already coming unstuck, apparently it's closed tonight! We're talking about lobster as a kind of going-away dinner, being expensive and all. Yum. Although something with lots of vegetables would be nice, I'm gagging for a kilo of broccoli.

Finished Revolutionary Road, good book, sad ending but it's like that sometimes. Not sure it was a great holiday read, but I did spend about 10 seconds picking it at Gatwick. I might read it again on the plane, or watch a movie, or play with my Mac, especially some photo sorting and removal.

The harness and wetsuit came back to the hotel, just in case we don't need to go up there tomorrow. They'll be dry which is a bonus, if a bit wimpy compared to Gen's full-on go-for-it attitude. I think my next "furren" trip will be a Cribby one again, because he keeps you at it, leaving little or no room for self-doubt, although I manage it anyway! There was a pretty low spot during the last Margs hol... but I did enjoy it more than this one which hasn't been varied enough really and hasn't taken me out of myself so much in a windsurfing sense. I did try and succeed at duck gybes though!! Be proud John!

Can I summarise this holiday? Mmm, let's try. Big range of conditions, good food. Company ok, although dampened by the dull Dutchman etc. - the first week was good with Gen, and her birthday etc. I didn't make the progress I wanted to, ending up stuck in the usual groove after the first week. That was partly exhaustion, partly the head cold and finally the conditions, which were pretty hairy and badly timed for my cold recovery. But I'm still alive, and there's lots to look forward to!