Sunday, September 13, 2009

Angry freestyle

Pretty sick sequence huh? My main man Erik is on point with his photo-skills. I could not make the move on the right spot to save my life, though.

We had some pretty strong winds yesterday, but I was sailing 5.3 nevertheless. Going hard all the time, trying to make as many moves as possible in as short a time as possible; switch pumping 10 meters from inside Shitbay, going back planing up on the rocks. Crashing, getting up, planing, sliding, flying. Full power agressive.

Busted my foot but fuck it. Sailing is venting. No doubt.


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