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Sailing my Weta with bay bro Davo Berntsen and his daughter from Richmond Yacht Club to Chrissy Fields and back. What started out as an innocent day - with 14yo Mila steering and Davo hiking hard - they were a hare faster at times - then it turned frickin A wild up near the slot between Angel Island and Alcatraz. I put the camera away and tried again but the gusts were doing carnage to our new sails, so we turned back down to try heading up though the much tamer Raccoon Straits between Angel and Tiburon. Beautiful blue waters and scenery were the reward, but the weight difference gave me too much of an advantage, soaring a mile ahead almost to the bridge - when I got blasted by a giant gust rolling off the Marin headlands. I turned downwind to release the pressure as I was fully hiked with main flogging upwind making zero headway against the strong current. As I made it back to Angel, I saw Mila and Davo heading toward the heart of the bay and Chrissy Field for the planned picnic. They made it across, so I had to suck it up or never hear the end of it. At this point, the wind really picked up as the fog bank released all it's power. Hiking hard I just made it across, right as they were wiping the peanut butter and jelly off their lips heading back downwind. No rest or sandwich for the wicked, and growing weary! I kept the kite furled and went wing on wing with them main pulled in tight as they pulled their kite open and blasted ahead. Once in control downwind of Angel, I pulled the kite open and hit full speed as well, catching back up for the ride into the harbor. What a day!

The wind looks pretty tame in this video, but the camera was put away during the wild stuff. I was experimenting with some mounts that weren't holding up in the beat down, mounting to the cleat where all the halyards used to go for me. A good angle, the best perhaps, but only good for one tack. Handholding and sailing with one hand which is fully carped out was a bit challenging in the heavy stuff! Brraaak! Nor were we able to keep our doused kites from coming loose once we hit the slot, even though they were wrapped correctly in an S around the mast and shock corded tight in a bag. Once the waves hit and catch the kite, it is curtains, so we had to raise them. Time for heavier shock cords I guess! Music by Hot Donutz (Jonathan Weston)