welcome to autumn,
its always does this, you barely get in the water for two months, and then when it finally blows the water temp has dropped to glass nipple testy shrinking degrees and the most painful part of kiting is no longer pumping up its getting in and out of 4 mm of rubber in the carpark....
the joys of SA. On the plus side the crowd thins out, the wall starts going off, and as soon as K rudd stimulates me i am getting one of those new mystic wetty's with the ankle velcro so i dont look like the michelin man

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