Received: from hplms26.hpl.hp.com by opus.hpl.hp.com with SMTP (1.37.109.8/15.5+ECS 3.3+HPL1.1) id AA25399; Fri, 29 Apr 1994 12:04:44 -0700 Return-Path: <shreddined@aol.com-DeleteThis> Received: from mail02.prod.aol.net by hplms26.hpl.hp.com with SMTP (1.36.108.4/15.5+ECS 3.3+HPL1.1S) id AA06071; Fri, 29 Apr 1994 12:05:51 -0700 Received: by mail02.prod.aol.net (1.38.193.5/16.2) id AA24965; Fri, 29 Apr 1994 15:01:41 -0400 From: shreddined@aol.com-DeleteThis X-Mailer: America Online Mailer Sender: "shreddined" <shreddined@aol.com-DeleteThis> Message-Id: <9404291501.tn01981@aol.com-DeleteThis> To: wind_talk@opus.hpl.hp.com-DeleteThis Date: Fri, 29 Apr 94 15:01:41 EDT Subject: Re: Kurse of the KenB
kenb@hpindck.cup.hp.com-DeleteThis wrote:
>Okay, so I went anyway. Upon arrival at Coyote at 3:00, one person was
>~1.5 miles out and planing fine, allegedly on a 6.0. Fog behind the
>airport, small wind line just beyond the swim area, whitecaps for 6.0,
>everything looks like it will build. 3:00 report from SFO is 330@18
>knots; I debate a 5.7 but rig a 6.2.
>3:30: I'm ready to go - and the wind has dropped off. In fact, there
>were four people out on the water on ~6.0 sails and none were planing.
>In fact, there were several people out all the time 5:00 and NO ONE
>PLANED. We had wind dummy sacrifices, one guy re-rigged and went out on a
>7.5 (and did not plane), I walked up to ASD for a while and nothing
>worked. I finally derigged, peeled off my sweatsuit and left at 5:00.
>What happened?
>Aside from avoiding the wrath of KenB's Kurse, can anyone figure out what
>I should look at to avoid repeating this fiasco? NWS is no help - they
>called for 17 knots this afternoon, and apparently got it - at SFO, but
>not at Coyote.
>KenP
>"The most dangerous thing ... is to be ... without wind."
> -- Tristan Jones
To avoid repeating the fiasco, go north young man. I drove past Coyote at
approx. 4:00 pm yesterday. As you stated, I think I saw one guy out there on
a huge sail standing still. Doesn't look good. I head north.
Upon checking my handy Giants schedule - no game today. Alright! Problem is,
no wind either. I past the Good Guys building, looking for any sails on the
water - nothing. I look to my left. A mean fog bank is sitting in the San
Bruno (?) gap, but still no wind.
I get to Candlestick around 4:15. A bunch of folks with long faces are
sitting on the beach. Still doesn't look good. At least I've got my work
with me. It's hot as hell - approx. 80 degrees. Robyn tells me that about
an hour before 4 people (read wind dummies) go out and make sacrificial slogs
to the wind gods. Bummer. I thinking to myself, it's hot as hell, and
there's a mean fog bank just a coupla miles to the west. If that sucker gets
a little closer, we're going to have some wind. I go back to my car and do
some work. Shoreline Departure reports 260 variable 270 at 12. Drag.
5:00 pm. Fifteen minutes have passed since my last check. The trees start
moving. Here comes that fog bank. Shoreline Departure reports 310 at 18.
5.5 or 5.0? Ever the optimist, I rig 5.0. I grab my 8'8". The first few
folks go out (6.2/6.3). They're planin'. First guy comes back.
Overpowered. Shoreline Departure now reporting 310 at 18, gusting to 23.
I'm on the water.
Well, you can guess the rest. It raged until dark. I don't mean to rub it
in, guys, but it *was fun*! Was fully powered except for a few holes. The
flat water really gave me an ego boost. Quite a change from the bump and
jump of Coyote. I was outta there at 8:00 pm. When Coyote ain't happenin',
it may just happen at Candlestick, game permitting. If there's a game, try
Oyster.
-shrEd
Ed Scott
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