I guess I'm getting too old to: a) stand up in the middle of the night b) without breakfast drive through the rain to the spot to arrive there in the dark c) see many other people parking and rigging there already d) rig my stuff in tons of sheep shit e) struggle to climb the slippery dike f) walk against the wind through ankle deep mud to arrive at the tideway with hanging arms g) fighting with the too square wind to get at least over 40knots h) see others crashing hard i) standing in the cold water getting stiff (even though Torsten lent me his great Ion Fuse - big thanks again!) j) see the other guys flying and my own speeds remaining moderate k) managing only two halfway decent runs l) being unable to open my RB-bottle for some refreshment m) hurrying through the mud when the water came back to grab the other fins that I wanted to test and had no real chance to try n) slipping down the dike and derigging in the sheep shit again o) changing clothes in the rain and hammering wind...

On the positive side it was good to have met 'old' friends again and having sort of survived the first serious session of the year. Obviously Vollerwiek is getting more international with riders from Sweden, Denmark, and The Netherlands.