We had reports of Lake lefroy being in perfect conditions yesterday so I went there today arriving around 10am. The wind was a constant 20+kph with some stronger sustained gusts blowing from ne/e and wouldn't you know it, after ensuring I had fresh batteries in my GPS and a fully charged video camera I left the$$%%^&*(*(** things home! Again!
Still, the sailing was superb. I fought my way upwind to the causeway, looking for the old club house, this took me a good hour and a half of tacking, managing to avoid getting bogged numerous times around old drill holes. Did not find old club house, just areas where the minig companies had built rock pads out to some drill sites. Having found my way there, I knew where the smooth salt was for the trip back and it was an almost straight run back to my car.
Have you ever put your landyacht axle in a vice and used water or compressed air to spin the wheel until the vibrations from it bing out of balance nearle takes it out of the vice and the bearings start screaming?
Well thats what it felt like and sounded like with all three wheels screaming across the salt. I have never been so exhilarated or so **** scared in my life. Every time I hit a ridge line in the salt, I would literally fly a couple of metres and land with a slight bump, never losing it though I sure thought I would. My yacht was humming from the vibrating wheels. I was in nirvana. It was very surrealistic. I did not have the sail fully sheeted in, I was relaxed with the sheet locked in my hands to my waist, my feet relaxed but locking the steering and I am sure I was travelling above 140kph at least. Normally you can see the brown dirt spots quite easily but hese where blurring past.
I kept thinking that the wind was going to change or I am going to hit a soft spot with one wheel and crash big time but it kept going straight. It took me an hour anf a half to get there. It took about 10 to 15 minutes to get back. And I cant prove any of it.
When I deliberately slowed and stopped I could not see the horizon behind me as a rain front was obscuring it. I crossed to the first pond and sailed around to stop the jitters and bleed off a bit of the adrenalin overload I was experiencing and when the rain hit and drenched me i sailed back to my car, disassembled my yacht and drove home. By the time I had paced th car there was 10 mm or more on the lake and ponds and I had to drive along the muddy road out to the highway. It rained all the way home all 80+kms and we had ove 36mm in the rain since I left in the morning.
and a bit of kiss 
not happy
