Here's an excerpt from an e-mail I sent to Wendy yesterday after my windsurf....
Wendy,
Brace yourself......Wendy, in fairness to her, has put up with my whining about windsurfing for over 20 years. She deserves a positive report once a decade, at least. Things rarely go as planned with windsurfing. Forecasts rarely materialize. Gear breaks. Wind dies. Back hurts. I whine.
Yesterday was the rarest of days when one talks about windsurfing in southern New Brunswick. It was.....perfect! Sure, it could have been a bit warmer, but it was warm enough. I can die now (my hands feel like they already have).
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