G'day Doug' and all, This is to explain how I was restrained from ripping my shorts off and running naked down a crowded beach. I'd been having trouble with my roll. It worked but was lethargic, possibly due to a lazy knee lift caused by too much cycling without toe clips. Controversial I expect but hey it's a theory. Anyway Christmas in Oz is an ideal time to get out, get wet and regain skills. I duly started to practise my roll, aspiring to Doug's council of perfection and aiming to be as comfortable under water as above; in between working at balanced braces and sculling in Dee's marvellous new Tahe Greenlander. Anyway towards the end of the week we rounded Cape Perpendicular and came back into Jervis Bay with a light on shore wind and strong on shore swell. These conditions had brought in small clusters of the most beautiful pelagic sea creatures you can imagine. We call them blue bottles as they are coloured a deep translucent indigo with delicate tendrils that can stretch metres. Spoiling this wonder was a massive floating piece of polystyrene foam that we trapped and placed under the bungees near my bow so I could take it to a well populated beach that had a garbage bin. Having disposed of the offensive foam and preparing to leave the beach, my right side nether regions started to feel strangely warm. As the pain went from strange to uncomfortable I removed the spray skirt and there it was, a distraught bluebottle sharing my seat! The pain intensified and spread, almost like sitting on a stove top. Resisting the urge to rip off my pants and run across the beach and into the sea, I paddled away fast to remove the blue bottle and as many tendrils as possible at a discrete distance. Then paddled away from the dishevelled monster so I could roll over, exit the boat and cool my fiery backside. It was not to be. As I tilted the boat a sensation like a branding iron along my thigh and buttocks caused me to execute a fantastic knee lift and roll up, only to experience the pain repeatedly making me tip over and roll again six times in rapid succession. I have witnesses! Anyway Doug, can't say I managed to achieve your ideal, it was not comfortable! But during the following days my roll improved no end, moving from a dull Pawlatta to an elegant sweep. A week later the pain has almost vanished and I'm left a wiser man, with strange memories, and a much better roll. All the best Doug' and hope you recover well, PeterO Paper in preparation 'neuromuscular enhancement of kayaker performance using toxin derivatives harvested from Physalia physalis (Portuguese Man o'War jelly fish)' :~) *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************Received on Sat Jan 15 2011 - 16:00:43 PST
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