cauncy said...
one day 2 swims, just tacked back from the point after an epic session on the waves, decided to throw in one last hurah before heading back in, lined up a sweet ramp and boost at the peak i looped the kite as it made its way round whoosh felt myself doing the biggest unintended railey feeling unhooked i looked at my bar to see my harness there, hmmm this is gonna hurt , couldnt hold on then ping off went the kite dragging the harness every strap and buckle across my dial, so im pretty high looking down with no kite and a board on my feet, whollop slapped the water belly down and knocked every bit of air out of my lungs, this was just the start of my dramas, approx 400mtrs out watching my kite float through the air with a harness flailing in the wind behind it and during the event my board had come off and decided it wanted to play hide and seek, big decision do i rescue my kite and lose my board or watch my kite get picked up on the beach by the wind and giftwrap itself around one of the beach cabins at the local caravan park, **** it ill get my kite back in the air and body drag myself back to my board , start swimming cauncy, what the **** was that, i felt something brush against my leg sending me into phelps mode only more eratic, visions of sharks,sun going down, getting chomped, the lot, anyhows got back to the beach to find the entire contents of the beaches weed wrapped around my lines, no relaunch means no body drag means no board salvage, climbed up the sandunes to see my board bobing around in the ocean making its way across the reef , **** it cauncy swim, out i go again , now these sharks in my head had just got bigger, hungrier,the full episode of discovery bite week was being replayed in my brain in total HD quality, phew theres my board and a big whitewash taking my board within 50mtrs of the beach and leaving me flailing in the drink, **** it swim cauncy, got back to the beach on my hands and knees totally and i mean totally buggered, spent a great hour whatching the sun go down whilst untangling my lines then followed by a walk back to the slsc , only to see my mate pissing himself commenting on how i had a full on wake behind me when i was swimming, moral is how similar weed feels to a shark when brushed against your leg, dont buy a prolimit harness again, and dont fall in love with your board so much that your prepared to die for it. oh and how vunerable you feel in the ocean without your kite
Wow that's epic but entertaining at the same time
Glad you made it out safe. Maybe I'll go to a beach tomorrow and practice ocean swimming a bit more.
My prolimit is starting to fall apart as well....hopefully it won't disintegrate in such a dramatic fashion.
Out of curiosity - was the harness showing signs of wear and tear?
