OK. This is hard for me. I’ve always thought of myself as a man. Not a MAN as in forging a path when all else quail and turn back, afraid of shadows and things that hide in the dark, but a man, you know, reasonably sure of themselves, capable of at least occasionally inspiring others who may think, yes, he can do that, so yes, I can as well. Do you see what I mean? Not a hero but someone who can at least hold their head up high.
Well my confidence was absolutely shattered today to such an extent that I may have to give up, resign myself to the inevitable, face up to reality and admit, maybe at heart, I am only fit to be a KITESURFER.
Let me explain. I haven’t been in the water for about a month now. It is getting desperate and when I saw the forecast for 10 to 20 knots I thought “ Great, good conditions, I’ll hit the water before lunch and get a couple of hours in ”.
Well my readers, I got to the beach and found it blowing as predicted about 10 knots which I must admit had gusts slightly higher but to my shame what put me off was not the wind but the other conditions I faced.
It was 10 degrees with scudding showers, overcast and miserable. Even the seagulls had the look of defeat about them. If this leaves the reader mystified, please check where I live. Now I knew that if I braved the water, my feet would be numb within 15 minutes, my hands would follow suit within the half hour and to fall in the water would risk hypothermia. It must be remembered that the water in the bay where I ride has runoff from the hills that in winter have a frosting of snow.
To my absolute shame I took the cowardly approach. I chickened out. Turned yellow. Shamefacedly retreated to the comfort of my home with the wood-fired heater blazing away, which must be kept burning to keep the wife satisfied (once again I show my cowardice).
Now I ask you, what would you have done? Turned away without putting so much as a toe in the water or risked your extremities to frostbite and braved these conditions just to prove that yes, heroes do still exist and little kids still have someone who can inspire them.
Please tell me that I am not alone and others will agree that risking your digits is a sufficient excuse to not go sailing in what can only be described as fairly ordinary conditions.