In the words of Victor Meldrew... "I don't believe it!"

 

After being skunked three times in a row, I thought my run of bad luck must have passed. They say bad things come in threes but I never imagined another three might hit me in one day!

 

Today looked promising when we arrived at the lake and I had high hopes of a decent 500m or perhaps a PB for 5x10s.

 

I rigged the 5.1m Evo II and was first on the water but after one run, I realised the bottom batten was broken so I returned to the van, de-rigged the 5.1m and rigged the 5.5m.

 

The 5.5m felt better and I was getting faster with each run. The third run was a respectable 43.3 knot peak / 41.6 knot 10s and I thought it would be easy to get a few more (or better) during the morning. I noticed that my sail was crumpling up at the luff tube and it worsened during the next few runs as well as my speeds dropping. Three runs after the 43 knot run, I couldn't handle the sail... turned out it had been tearing itself in half near the top cam.

 

So... once back at the van, I de-rigged the 5.5m and rigged the trusty 5.8m Evo 5. The first three runs felt ok with the third being my fasest 500m of the day. After that run I started getting slower again and the sail was not feeling at all good. It took a few runs to realise the main batten (second from bottom) had broken in the middle!

 

Three broken sails in one day - 5.1m, 5.5m, 5.8 and I hadn't even crashed! It was too windy for my 6.4m and not windy enouh for the 4.7m so that was my day over. My results are pretty disappointing but a 40 knot average isn't so bad considering the circumstances.

 

Nice to see all of the boys again as well as meeting a couple of new faces.