9.15 P.M.
TIMO: Unlike JC, my criteria to get the job done is not sunshine, so I have no excuses to ignore logo/mast high side shore Bus Stops. Anywhere else in the world this is pumping but to diehard Lewis visitors like myself and JC this may as well be 2 foot slop! With an air of nonchalance I entered the water armed with my new Nano and my 4.5m Severne Blade, well Neptune was there to remind me that even a small North Atlantic swell takes no prisoners, the small 3ft shore dump absolutely savaged me, not once but for probably a solid 5 minutes. I’m talking probably the worst pummelling I’ve taken since the last time I admitted to the boys I bleached my hair! The funny thing was JC was oblivious to all this happening and later asked what took me so long to launch, I made some excuse about adjusting my footstraps! Anyway the conditions were pretty fun but more fun was the novelty that I was windsurfing at 11 P.M. in 100% daylight, an unreal and freaky experience! Most sane people were in bed, yet the Motley Crew were still hard at work!
11 P.M.
JC: It’s 11 P.M. and I’m huddled up against a rock in the driving rain cursing my predicament. The rain came from nowhere around 10 P.M., lashing down like no tomorrow and I had no choice but to hunch down next to a rock and sit it out. By this time I am cursing this place! Drenched to the bone, no real pictures to show for all our efforts. I am starting to think this trip is going to be an utter waste of time.
11.45 P.M.
JC: Bedraggled and soaked, we finally make it back to the hotel! I am literally down in the dumps. Timo is slightly chirpier and suggests we hit the bar for a beer! Since it is light outside we have lost all track of time only to find everything is closed. Back at the room, Timo’s MacBook Pro is having a hissy fit and fails to turn on. The computer has all of his work etc. on it, and Timo is not a happy bunny! Now we are both in the gutter. Surely tomorrow will make amends for this tough day at the office!