I don't know how many years ago I saw my first video of a surf kayaker surfing at Steamer Lane for the Santa Cruz PaddleFest--I just remember the wave was perfect! Not a giant wave, more like a watery escalator continually adding more shoulder to ride on. I've wanted to surf there ever since. But the SC contest always seemed out of my league, until I found they had a novice division. With my disappointing showing at Davenport last Nov., I decided that was the best bet for me and I could at least get my first real look at the real Steamers. So I entered the open division of the 2 day Cowells Classic, while Jack entered the new Production Plastic division of the full blown Steamers Lane contest. Having only just gotten over some bad back trouble, I was a bit leery and not in great shape. And though I consider it my worst surfing boat, for lots of reasons, I decided to surf my Dagger RPM Max. I really just wanted to get on the water and catch a few waves; I didn't really think I'd have much chance to compete. I was really wanting to go, because I'd heard this was the best place to find used boats and maybe I could find that elusive, big man's surf boat! But while there were good buys for people of normal size, there was nothing there for me. Saturday morn I arrived to check in for my heat and found really lousy conditions. Wind and drizzle that would fluctuate with heavy rain all through the day. Steamer's had some decent wave action, but it was quite windblown and the area for the Cowells competition had nothing! I really considered whether I wanted to brave the wet, cold, windy conditions just to bob around on the ocean for 20 minutes! But they postponed the event till 2pm hoping for a change in the swell and the next day things were suppose to get a lot better, so I was a go. While waiting by the tents, I ran into Sean Morley and mentioned to him that Jack was competing too. He kiddingly said, "don't mention his name! %#%_at_ beat me in our heat yesterday!" I caught up with Jack, who'd started the day before me and he said they'd had great waves on Friday and he'd had a great heat. Of course, this category was made for Jack as he loves surfing his plastic Necky Gliss. He was a bit upset that the rocky launching area required scratching up its pristine hull. By 2pm a good sized swell had arrived. Before making the long climb down the cliff steps to the water, I sat in my car to avoid the pouring rain. Nervous, I launched early to be able to watch the heat in front of me, but ended up at the meet up zone almost an hour before my heat. While it gave me plenty of time to get some feel for the conditions, it also gave time to get chilled considering I was only wearing a wetsuit top. I met my competitors, a nice group, but two of them were in flashy HP boats. But we were all easy going about getting on a wave and no one ever had to fight for a ride! The waves we were riding were essentially the same wave from Steamer's, except with the steepest end chopped off by the point! You could watch the monsters form at Steamer's and follow it to our zone, albeit with a bit less energy. As is generally my wont, I start off with the biggest wave I can get and figure things can only get better from there! There was quite a bit of trepidation, though, as I dropped down that first face. I made it a rather short ride along the face before pulling out before the rest of the wave broke to head back outside. My main goal was to get at least three rides so I could get a full score. Second and tertiary goals: don't capsize and avoid the cliff! I seem to remember making some nice moves on some waves and getting stuck in the white water till that third goal seems in trouble. Rides were long alongside the face of the waves, but tough to come over the crest to get out clean. I had no idea what my competitors were doing, but I felt a sense of relief and redemption for my Davenport debacle. Now and then, I tried to remember I was having fun! But while I'd lamented the lack of waves earlier in the day, I now wondered what these big rides meant for the next day, where the forecast called for 7 footers at Cowells. I awoke in the morning not to rain, but pea soup fog, but when I got to the beach, there was sun and blue sky. The moment I got out of the car, I saw the amazing waves flying through Steamers. The SUP category was up and they were tearing up the waves like no other SUPers I've ever seen. The waves were BIG, but the trajectory was less right at the cliffs and more parallel the coast and there was that endless shoulder I'd envied. I'd never been near waves this big, but that shoulder still looked like a safe way out of trouble, as long as you remained wet-side down. These guys weren't playing it easy, as evidenced by the broken SUP lapping against the rocks. I never got the hear the whole story on that ride. Jack was up at noon and I was there to video his heat. Things had changed a bit, the waves were still big, but they often headed a little more towards the cliffs. The heat before had been tearing it up, but when Jack and two others of his heat assembled in the big wave corridor, they were hit with a 3-4 minute lull! Sean Morley avoided that trouble by coming in right close to the cliff to score early on some inside waves. Finally some waves showed up and I could swear Jack was at eye level with me on the cliff on top of some of those brutes! Soon they were all speeding down the faces of waves looking for a clean get-away. Sean can flying in on one and was out of sight by the cliff, when the lifeguards all of sudden came to life. Either he came out of his boat, or his skirt imploded, but he was soon powering his way clear, half submerged with water. It was close to the end of the heat and the rest of the crew continued getting great rides. The early morning conditions had been amazing, but my heat wasn't until 3:20pm and the afternoon condition began to deteriorate. Waves at Steamer's were still big, but the strong onshore wind meant we'd have to be finding the critical peak of the wave at Cowells. I was feeling looser, but the waves were definitely bigger than the day before. I think it was my second wave of the day that was my biggest ride. I remember dropping in, standing on my pegs to keep my bow from burying. I really think my RPM helped me here with its extra volume. I came down the trough and made a right and was flying alone the face of the wave. Usually this is the time you're looking for the end of that shoulder to make your exit, but there was no exit in sight! I was flying along with enough time to remember to hyperventilate, because I knew I wasn't going to get out from under this wall of water. Foam blowing off the crest and into my face didn't help the breathing process. I turned myself down wave as it broke and got spit forward by the mass of white water. Perhaps I looked like I knew what I was doing, as I fought my boat flinging from side to side. Finally, I planted a high brace and fought to get out of the white stuff before I reached the rocks. When I was finally free, I thought that might be a good way to end my heat, but I couldn't remember how many waves I'd had and figured I had to head out for more. I tried to add some smaller waves to my dance card before I realized the wind and my last ride had me well out of they real surf area. I hurried back and was able to get a couple more short rides. Near the end of the heat, a good sized wave peaked up mostly in between Robert and me. It was hard to tell who had the right of way, but I figured I did, as I was further out than he. It was a great way to end the heat, but at the end of the wave, I saw Robert had ridden the wave too, on what seemed the other side of a broken section. We never came close to one another, so I figured interference wasn't an issue and we'd gotten away with a party wave! The waves had been big and fast, but I don't know how they scored, as I was more interested in living through them than trying any fancy moves. But wherever I ended up in the mix, I was happy with what I'd been able to do while riding my glorified barrel. I met up with Jack back at the main tent where we waited for the award ceremony. It was quite touching, as the man who started the SC Paddlefest was giving up the reins after 28 years in charge! I saw more than a few of the winners from Davenport go up to receive their award for this contest. Young and old. Two of the biggest winners, quite a surprise to me, were two young paddlers from the Basque Country, Ibon and Edu, who took first and second in the High Performance category. Along with nice medals, there was some nice money handed out for some categories. One sponsor donated money for the first and second place winners for the Production Plastic kayak division. They spoke of how these boats were how kayak surfing began, they being the only boat available in the early days. And they mention the courage it took to ride waves like we'd had on the day in boats so less suited to them then the new, fast, dedicated surf boats of the day. Sean Morley got to pick up a check for first place. Jack missed out by one, taking the 3rd place medal! And as for the Cowells Classic, they called out the 3rd and 4th place winners, which seemed to leave me out of the mix, but then, turns out I pulled out a second place finish! It is truly more than I thought I could manage when I started. And to think, I'd almost let a little wind and rain keep me off the water. It was another amazing paddle adventure to add to my list. When I had coffee with my friends Ken and Barb today, I told them my neck was real sore. They wondered if it was because of my back trouble, but I said no. Pulling my medal out from underneath my sweater, I said it was from having this heavy metal around my neck for 20 hours straight! No, I didn't really sleep with it, but at my age I don't think I have many more medals in me, so I'll enjoy it for a while. And I have a year to wonder if 2nd place at Cowells means I'm ready to brave Steamer Lane next time. 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Woohoo! ! ! Congratulations on a fantastic placing and a great write up. You go Mark! On Mar 31, 2014 9:10 PM, "Mark Sanders" <marksanders_at_sandmarks.net> wrote: > > I don't know how many years ago I saw my first video of a surf kayaker > surfing at Steamer Lane for the Santa Cruz PaddleFest--I just remember the > wave was perfect! Not a giant wave, more like a watery escalator > continually adding more shoulder to ride on. I've wanted to surf there ever > since. But the SC contest always seemed out of my league, until I found > they had a novice division. With my disappointing showing at Davenport last > Nov., I decided that was the best bet for me and I could at least get my > first real look at the real Steamers. > > So I entered the open division of the 2 day Cowells Classic, while Jack > entered the new Production Plastic division of the full blown Steamers Lane > contest. Having only just gotten over some bad back trouble, I was a bit > leery and not in great shape. And though I consider it my worst surfing > boat, for lots of reasons, I decided to surf my Dagger RPM Max. I really > just wanted to get on the water and catch a few waves; I didn't really > think I'd have much chance to compete. I was really wanting to go, because > I'd heard this was the best place to find used boats and maybe I could find > that elusive, big man's surf boat! But while there were good buys for > people of normal size, there was nothing there for me. > > Saturday morn I arrived to check in for my heat and found really lousy > conditions. Wind and drizzle that would fluctuate with heavy rain all > through the day. Steamer's had some decent wave action, but it was quite > windblown and the area for the Cowells competition had nothing! I really > considered whether I wanted to brave the wet, cold, windy conditions just > to bob around on the ocean for 20 minutes! But they postponed the event > till 2pm hoping for a change in the swell and the next day things were > suppose to get a lot better, so I was a go. > > While waiting by the tents, I ran into Sean Morley and mentioned to him > that Jack was competing too. He kiddingly said, "don't mention his name! > %#%_at_ beat me in our heat yesterday!" I caught up with Jack, who'd started > the day before me and he said they'd had great waves on Friday and he'd had > a great heat. Of course, this category was made for Jack as he loves > surfing his plastic Necky Gliss. He was a bit upset that the rocky > launching area required scratching up its pristine hull. > > By 2pm a good sized swell had arrived. Before making the long climb down > the cliff steps to the water, I sat in my car to avoid the pouring rain. > Nervous, I launched early to be able to watch the heat in front of me, but > ended up at the meet up zone almost an hour before my heat. While it gave > me plenty of time to get some feel for the conditions, it also gave time to > get chilled considering I was only wearing a wetsuit top. I met my > competitors, a nice group, but two of them were in flashy HP boats. But we > were all easy going about getting on a wave and no one ever had to fight > for a ride! > > The waves we were riding were essentially the same wave from Steamer's, > except with the steepest end chopped off by the point! You could watch the > monsters form at Steamer's and follow it to our zone, albeit with a bit > less energy. As is generally my wont, I start off with the biggest wave I > can get and figure things can only get better from there! There was quite a > bit of trepidation, though, as I dropped down that first face. I made it a > rather short ride along the face before pulling out before the rest of the > wave broke to head back outside. > > My main goal was to get at least three rides so I could get a full score. > Second and tertiary goals: don't capsize and avoid the cliff! I seem to > remember making some nice moves on some waves and getting stuck in the > white water till that third goal seems in trouble. Rides were long > alongside the face of the waves, but tough to come over the crest to get > out clean. I had no idea what my competitors were doing, but I felt a sense > of relief and redemption for my Davenport debacle. Now and then, I tried to > remember I was having fun! But while I'd lamented the lack of waves earlier > in the day, I now wondered what these big rides meant for the next day, > where the forecast called for 7 footers at Cowells. > > I awoke in the morning not to rain, but pea soup fog, but when I got to > the beach, there was sun and blue sky. The moment I got out of the car, I > saw the amazing waves flying through Steamers. The SUP category was up and > they were tearing up the waves like no other SUPers I've ever seen. The > waves were BIG, but the trajectory was less right at the cliffs and more > parallel the coast and there was that endless shoulder I'd envied. I'd > never been near waves this big, but that shoulder still looked like a safe > way out of trouble, as long as you remained wet-side down. These guys > weren't playing it easy, as evidenced by the broken SUP lapping against the > rocks. I never got the hear the whole story on that ride. > > Jack was up at noon and I was there to video his heat. Things had changed > a bit, the waves were still big, but they often headed a little more > towards the cliffs. The heat before had been tearing it up, but when Jack > and two others of his heat assembled in the big wave corridor, they were > hit with a 3-4 minute lull! Sean Morley avoided that trouble by coming in > right close to the cliff to score early on some inside waves. Finally some > waves showed up and I could swear Jack was at eye level with me on the > cliff on top of some of those brutes! Soon they were all speeding down the > faces of waves looking for a clean get-away. Sean can flying in on one and > was out of sight by the cliff, when the lifeguards all of sudden came to > life. Either he came out of his boat, or his skirt imploded, but he was > soon powering his way clear, half submerged with water. It was close to the > end of the heat and the rest of the crew continued getting great rides. > > The early morning conditions had been amazing, but my heat wasn't until > 3:20pm and the afternoon condition began to deteriorate. Waves at Steamer's > were still big, but the strong onshore wind meant we'd have to be finding > the critical peak of the wave at Cowells. I was feeling looser, but the > waves were definitely bigger than the day before. I think it was my second > wave of the day that was my biggest ride. I remember dropping in, standing > on my pegs to keep my bow from burying. I really think my RPM helped me > here with its extra volume. I came down the trough and made a right and was > flying alone the face of the wave. Usually this is the time you're looking > for the end of that shoulder to make your exit, but there was no exit in > sight! I was flying along with enough time to remember to hyperventilate, > because I knew I wasn't going to get out from under this wall of water. > Foam blowing off the crest and into my face didn't help the breathing > process. I turned myself down wave as it broke and got spit forward by the > mass of white water. Perhaps I looked like I knew what I was doing, as I > fought my boat flinging from side to side. Finally, I planted a high brace > and fought to get out of the white stuff before I reached the rocks. When I > was finally free, I thought that might be a good way to end my heat, but I > couldn't remember how many waves I'd had and figured I had to head out for > more. > > I tried to add some smaller waves to my dance card before I realized the > wind and my last ride had me well out of they real surf area. I hurried > back and was able to get a couple more short rides. Near the end of the > heat, a good sized wave peaked up mostly in between Robert and me. It was > hard to tell who had the right of way, but I figured I did, as I was > further out than he. It was a great way to end the heat, but at the end of > the wave, I saw Robert had ridden the wave too, on what seemed the other > side of a broken section. We never came close to one another, so I figured > interference wasn't an issue and we'd gotten away with a party wave! The > waves had been big and fast, but I don't know how they scored, as I was > more interested in living through them than trying any fancy moves. But > wherever I ended up in the mix, I was happy with what I'd been able to do > while riding my glorified barrel. > > I met up with Jack back at the main tent where we waited for the award > ceremony. It was quite touching, as the man who started the SC Paddlefest > was giving up the reins after 28 years in charge! I saw more than a few of > the winners from Davenport go up to receive their award for this contest. > Young and old. Two of the biggest winners, quite a surprise to me, were > two young paddlers from the Basque Country, Ibon and Edu, who took first > and second in the High Performance category. Along with nice medals, there > was some nice money handed out for some categories. One sponsor donated > money for the first and second place winners for the Production Plastic > kayak division. They spoke of how these boats were how kayak surfing began, > they being the only boat available in the early days. And they mention the > courage it took to ride waves like we'd had on the day in boats so less > suited to them then the new, fast, dedicated surf boats of the day. Sean > Morley got to pick up a check for first place. Jack missed out by one, > taking the 3rd place medal! > > And as for the Cowells Classic, they called out the 3rd and 4th place > winners, which seemed to leave me out of the mix, but then, turns out I > pulled out a second place finish! It is truly more than I thought I could > manage when I started. And to think, I'd almost let a little wind and rain > keep me off the water. It was another amazing paddle adventure to add to my > list. When I had coffee with my friends Ken and Barb today, I told them my > neck was real sore. They wondered if it was because of my back trouble, but > I said no. Pulling my medal out from underneath my sweater, I said it was > from having this heavy metal around my neck for 20 hours straight! No, I > didn't really sleep with it, but at my age I don't think I have many more > medals in me, so I'll enjoy it for a while. And I have a year to wonder if > 2nd place at Cowells means I'm ready to brave Steamer Lane next time. > > Full results from the event: > http://asudoit.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/2014- > Paddlefest-Full-Results.pdf > > Mark Sanders > www.SandMarks.net > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > _______________________________________________ > Info mailing list > Info_at_list.ckf.org > http://list.ckf.org/mailman/listinfo/info > *************************************************************************** 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. 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I sent this out the other day, but I guess a lot of people didn't get it! The video I posted was from this contest. Hopefully this one will sneak through! Mark Sanders On 3/31/2014 9:09 PM, Mark Sanders wrote: > > I don't know how many years ago I saw my first video of a surf kayaker > surfing at Steamer Lane for the Santa Cruz PaddleFest--I just remember > the wave was perfect! Not a giant wave, more like a watery escalator > continually adding more shoulder to ride on. I've wanted to surf there > ever since. But the SC contest always seemed out of my league, until I > found they had a novice division. With my disappointing showing at > Davenport last Nov., I decided that was the best bet for me and I > could at least get my first real look at the real Steamers. > > So I entered the open division of the 2 day Cowells Classic, while > Jack entered the new Production Plastic division of the full blown > Steamers Lane contest. Having only just gotten over some bad back > trouble, I was a bit leery and not in great shape. And though I > consider it my worst surfing boat, for lots of reasons, I decided to > surf my Dagger RPM Max. I really just wanted to get on the water and > catch a few waves; I didn't really think I'd have much chance to > compete. I was really wanting to go, because I'd heard this was the > best place to find used boats and maybe I could find that elusive, big > man's surf boat! But while there were good buys for people of normal > size, there was nothing there for me. > > Saturday morn I arrived to check in for my heat and found really lousy > conditions. Wind and drizzle that would fluctuate with heavy rain all > through the day. Steamer's had some decent wave action, but it was > quite windblown and the area for the Cowells competition had nothing! > I really considered whether I wanted to brave the wet, cold, windy > conditions just to bob around on the ocean for 20 minutes! But they > postponed the event till 2pm hoping for a change in the swell and the > next day things were suppose to get a lot better, so I was a go. > > While waiting by the tents, I ran into Sean Morley and mentioned to > him that Jack was competing too. He kiddingly said, "don't mention his > name! %#%_at_ beat me in our heat yesterday!" I caught up with Jack, > who'd started the day before me and he said they'd had great waves on > Friday and he'd had a great heat. Of course, this category was made > for Jack as he loves surfing his plastic Necky Gliss. He was a bit > upset that the rocky launching area required scratching up its > pristine hull. > > By 2pm a good sized swell had arrived. Before making the long climb > down the cliff steps to the water, I sat in my car to avoid the > pouring rain. Nervous, I launched early to be able to watch the heat > in front of me, but ended up at the meet up zone almost an hour before > my heat. While it gave me plenty of time to get some feel for the > conditions, it also gave time to get chilled considering I was only > wearing a wetsuit top. I met my competitors, a nice group, but two of > them were in flashy HP boats. But we were all easy going about getting > on a wave and no one ever had to fight for a ride! > > The waves we were riding were essentially the same wave from > Steamer's, except with the steepest end chopped off by the point! You > could watch the monsters form at Steamer's and follow it to our zone, > albeit with a bit less energy. As is generally my wont, I start off > with the biggest wave I can get and figure things can only get better > from there! There was quite a bit of trepidation, though, as I dropped > down that first face. I made it a rather short ride along the face > before pulling out before the rest of the wave broke to head back > outside. > > My main goal was to get at least three rides so I could get a full > score. Second and tertiary goals: don't capsize and avoid the cliff! I > seem to remember making some nice moves on some waves and getting > stuck in the white water till that third goal seems in trouble. Rides > were long alongside the face of the waves, but tough to come over the > crest to get out clean. I had no idea what my competitors were doing, > but I felt a sense of relief and redemption for my Davenport debacle. > Now and then, I tried to remember I was having fun! But while I'd > lamented the lack of waves earlier in the day, I now wondered what > these big rides meant for the next day, where the forecast called for > 7 footers at Cowells. > > I awoke in the morning not to rain, but pea soup fog, but when I got > to the beach, there was sun and blue sky. The moment I got out of the > car, I saw the amazing waves flying through Steamers. The SUP category > was up and they were tearing up the waves like no other SUPers I've > ever seen. The waves were BIG, but the trajectory was less right at > the cliffs and more parallel the coast and there was that endless > shoulder I'd envied. I'd never been near waves this big, but that > shoulder still looked like a safe way out of trouble, as long as you > remained wet-side down. These guys weren't playing it easy, as > evidenced by the broken SUP lapping against the rocks. I never got the > hear the whole story on that ride. > > Jack was up at noon and I was there to video his heat. Things had > changed a bit, the waves were still big, but they often headed a > little more towards the cliffs. The heat before had been tearing it > up, but when Jack and two others of his heat assembled in the big wave > corridor, they were hit with a 3-4 minute lull! Sean Morley avoided > that trouble by coming in right close to the cliff to score early on > some inside waves. Finally some waves showed up and I could swear Jack > was at eye level with me on the cliff on top of some of those brutes! > Soon they were all speeding down the faces of waves looking for a > clean get-away. Sean can flying in on one and was out of sight by the > cliff, when the lifeguards all of sudden came to life. Either he came > out of his boat, or his skirt imploded, but he was soon powering his > way clear, half submerged with water. It was close to the end of the > heat and the rest of the crew continued getting great rides. > > The early morning conditions had been amazing, but my heat wasn't > until 3:20pm and the afternoon condition began to deteriorate. Waves > at Steamer's were still big, but the strong onshore wind meant we'd > have to be finding the critical peak of the wave at Cowells. I was > feeling looser, but the waves were definitely bigger than the day > before. I think it was my second wave of the day that was my biggest > ride. I remember dropping in, standing on my pegs to keep my bow from > burying. I really think my RPM helped me here with its extra volume. I > came down the trough and made a right and was flying alone the face of > the wave. Usually this is the time you're looking for the end of that > shoulder to make your exit, but there was no exit in sight! I was > flying along with enough time to remember to hyperventilate, because I > knew I wasn't going to get out from under this wall of water. Foam > blowing off the crest and into my face didn't help the breathing > process. I turned myself down wave as it broke and got spit forward by > the mass of white water. Perhaps I looked like I knew what I was > doing, as I fought my boat flinging from side to side. Finally, I > planted a high brace and fought to get out of the white stuff before I > reached the rocks. When I was finally free, I thought that might be a > good way to end my heat, but I couldn't remember how many waves I'd > had and figured I had to head out for more. > > I tried to add some smaller waves to my dance card before I realized > the wind and my last ride had me well out of they real surf area. I > hurried back and was able to get a couple more short rides. Near the > end of the heat, a good sized wave peaked up mostly in between Robert > and me. It was hard to tell who had the right of way, but I figured I > did, as I was further out than he. It was a great way to end the heat, > but at the end of the wave, I saw Robert had ridden the wave too, on > what seemed the other side of a broken section. We never came close to > one another, so I figured interference wasn't an issue and we'd gotten > away with a party wave! The waves had been big and fast, but I don't > know how they scored, as I was more interested in living through them > than trying any fancy moves. But wherever I ended up in the mix, I was > happy with what I'd been able to do while riding my glorified barrel. > > I met up with Jack back at the main tent where we waited for the award > ceremony. It was quite touching, as the man who started the SC > Paddlefest was giving up the reins after 28 years in charge! I saw > more than a few of the winners from Davenport go up to receive their > award for this contest. Young and old. Two of the biggest winners, > quite a surprise to me, were two young paddlers from the Basque > Country, Ibon and Edu, who took first and second in the High > Performance category. Along with nice medals, there was some nice > money handed out for some categories. One sponsor donated money for > the first and second place winners for the Production Plastic kayak > division. They spoke of how these boats were how kayak surfing began, > they being the only boat available in the early days. And they > mention the courage it took to ride waves like we'd had on the day in > boats so less suited to them then the new, fast, dedicated surf boats > of the day. Sean Morley got to pick up a check for first place. Jack > missed out by one, taking the 3rd place medal! > > And as for the Cowells Classic, they called out the 3rd and 4th place > winners, which seemed to leave me out of the mix, but then, turns out > I pulled out a second place finish! It is truly more than I thought I > could manage when I started. And to think, I'd almost let a little > wind and rain keep me off the water. It was another amazing paddle > adventure to add to my list. When I had coffee with my friends Ken and > Barb today, I told them my neck was real sore. They wondered if it was > because of my back trouble, but I said no. Pulling my medal out from > underneath my sweater, I said it was from having this heavy metal > around my neck for 20 hours straight! No, I didn't really sleep with > it, but at my age I don't think I have many more medals in me, so I'll > enjoy it for a while. And I have a year to wonder if 2nd place at > Cowells means I'm ready to brave Steamer Lane next time. > > Full results from the event: > http://asudoit.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/2014-Paddlefest-Full-Results.pdf > > > Mark Sanders > www.SandMarks.net > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > _______________________________________________ > Info mailing list > Info_at_list.ckf.org > http://list.ckf.org/mailman/listinfo/info > > *************************************************************************** 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. 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