After a good breakfast, we piled in the Red Rocket towards Eustacia beach. Lars had discovered the sail he rigged , flew and ripped in the morning was too much for the winds out by the reef, so he opted to spectate the carnage that would soon ensue.
Ty was first to launch and was out of sight before long. Sandor followed him next but remained close to the beach. Soon Ty was back on the beach and bleeding out his foot thanx to one of the many reefs. He was just in time to watch Sandor get dragged downwind twice to a nearby beach he could then claim for his own.
Kyber was the last to launch and was soon busting big airs and snapping sprayed-out turns. Apparently the reef dragon Ty encountered re-emerged and claimed Kyber’s board because he was soon on the beach sporting a snapped board.
After a fun football session on the beach, Ty and I headed back to the so he could get the surfboards to ride in the dying winds. Once Ty returned with the boards, Sandor hit the snacks and they hit back. Apparently, breathing M&M’s into your windpipe is not a pleasant experience. Sandor was healed over and it looked for a moment that we were going to have our first casualty. I guess the milk chocolate melts in your throat, not in your hands. The rest of the evening we spent making pork stir-fry and drinking frosty beverages.
Today the winds are light but there is a great sense of optimism in the air, at least for us single guys . As we pulled up to the docks we saw a large yacht bearing the name Hooter Patrol and soon found out they were here for a photo shoot. Who knows, maybe they will need to unwind from a hard day and enjoy the festivities at Monday Mash-Up here on the Bitter End.
We might be heading back to Anegada for some more moto-madness but the lack of surf there is making it easy for us to stay here and enjoy the many bounties here on the north end of Virgin Gorda.
I hope everyone is healthy and enjoying life.
Thanks Gemma, AKA Jammer, for the 4 shots I used.
-Benjamin C Anglin