Sun at Coyote

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Date: Mon Aug 31 1998 - 16:55:27 PDT


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The family wanted to go someplace where grandma could
play with Johanna "out of that darn wind that you love so
much" . Since it was one of the few places blowing,
Coyote was the call.

Got there at 2, looked really windy. Rigged 5.7/8'8"(207#) for
me and 5.2/8'5" for Joani. Got to the channel ok and had fun
for about an hour. At 3:30, I started to be a lot less powered
so we headed back in. Getting back was a bitch as the wind
was not filled in to the beach. Joani proclaimed about 1/2
from the beach - "slogging really sucks!" words of wisdom
from an attractive woman.......

Joani proceeded to go out on 5.7/9'4" and was "VERY" powered
for 3 hours. She came back proclaiming - "hey, Coyote is
ok. I guess I do like this place". She ripped. I was proud.

I went out at 6pm on the same setup, 5/7/9'4", and was nicely
powered in the channel. Sailed until the sun set in the sea of
fog. Planed back to the beach. Cold beer tasted very good on
a breezy Sunday evening.



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