- Baleal Surfing Camp: Day 5
- Weather: 65 degrees, windy overcast becoming blue skies with white clouds
Morning Lesson: Right and left turning.
The winds bring complications. Each time I tumble in the water, I wrestle to turn the board nose-to-wave. If not, the wind lifts the board and slams it into me broadside. I tug harder to pull/push the board to deeper water. My elementary skills are showing less success. My body feels the effects of five days of double lessons.
Mid-Morning Lesson: A 30-minute break between lessons, while sitting wet in the chilly breeze, continues to deplete my energy. I shiver wrapped in a towel.
“Know when to fold’ em. Know when to walk away.” from Kenny Roger’s The Gambler. For the final class, every movement seemed tumultuous. Junior asked if I was tired. If it shows that clearly, I can’t fool myself into making the most of the last hour of class. Pressing myself isn’t worth possible injury. Having managed to drag my surf board to the beach, I walked away.
Linda Scandore 
Hang in there Linda, we are all so impressed with you! Best, Bill
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Surfing done…soon come Camino! ~linda
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I’ve known you for many years; to read you describe how exhausted you were is really telling how difficult the experience was.
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Maybe the exhaustion reflects aging. ~linda
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Linda, what an experience learning to surf. As always the experienced athletes make the sport look so easy. It appears that they need a lot of “core” work to stay on one of those boards. Your pictures and descriptions are fantastic. Thanks for taking us on your adventure.
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I tumbled a dozens times for a good ride. Yes, core strength is vital. Balance on the board is tricky too. How’s your running and hiking? ~linda
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