Hatchery loop
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Hatchery loop 16 of 24 |
And oh yeah, people were throwing loops all over the place. It's not that much of a big air maneuver around here, more an incredibly fast barrel-roll sort of thing, just above the surface of the water.
Given the unexpected delay between when I pressed the shutter on my Nikon Coolpix950 and when it actually takes the picture, I have no idea where this was in the sequence. Well, even if there were no delay, I wouldn't know where it was, I guess...
 Hatchery loop #2 17 of 24 |
I was just shooting like crazy, at one trick after another. Half of the pictures were either too blurred to save, or of something interesting like the water and rocks below me, when I lowered the camera thinking the shot had already been taken.
At least I wasn't wasting film learning about yet another of the camera's quirks.
 Nice landing 18 of 24 |
Many of the loops were landed successfully, which means everything in one piece, same course, but not much speed, so try to get going as for a waterstart.
 Crash landing 19 of 24 |
Some of the loops were landed less successfully, leaving a larger or smaller spray blob to mark the spot.
 A blurry regular jibe 20 of 24 |
After a while, it all becomes a blur.
 Hatchery hot shots, after the session 21 of 24 |
This redhead was doing some wild and crazy stuff earlier, but when I was back with my camera, he was kicked back and enjoying the scene from the gallery. Followers of the sport may recognize him? I'm a practioner more than a follower, so I don't.
 Right of Way 22 of 24 |
Let's see now, who has the right of way in this situation?
 Tidewater happy days 23 of 24 |
The big boy does, of course, and happiness is enough wind for everybody.
 Down to the Snake R., at Weatherby 24 of 24 |
For day 3, I'd planned to head east, and sail at Rufus again, on my way home. Only problem with that plan is that there wasn't any wind scheduled to get that far out into the desert. It was obvious about Rowena, so I crossed the bridge at The Dalles and headed back to the Hatchery for another morning of sailing.
It wasn't as big as the day before, but still plenty to sail on. I rigged my 4.7, but by the time I'd screwed around getting a new fin installed, hauled my gear to the launch and worked up a significant sweat in my full wet suit, it wasn't looking that promising. Rerigged to 5.1, and that was just right for a while. Still gusty, up and down, though. And the Naish "Boss" 9" fin I'd just put in was too small for my rig and/or board, wanting to spin out far too easily.
Stopped to change back to the other one, and by the time I was back out, it was nicely filled in, and would've been perfect for my 4.7... but I figured to just tough it out and pack it in. Hit the road about 2pm local, in time to get back to Boise at a reasonable hour, after rolling home with the Union Pacific.
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Tom von Alten tva_∂t_fortboise_⋅_org
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