April 2012

I am the 1%

Keep your grubby hands off, peasant
Umm.. wrong one percent. Gosh, this is awkward.
Buffalo solder, dreadlock rasta

Now you are going to tell me this isn't Jacob Marley?

I am part of the one percent. Well, most of the time I'm not but right now I am. Without me you have nothing! Nothing!

Wait, you know to which one percent I'm referring, right? No, this has nothing to do with Occupy Hatteras. This is quite different. It's the One percent principle which

.. states that the number of people who create content on the Internet represents approximately 1% (or less) of the people actually viewing that content (for example, for every person who posts on a forum, generally about 99 other people are viewing that forum but not posting).

The "90–9–1" version of this rule states that 1% of people create content, 9% edit or modify that content, and 90% view the content without contributing.

While I'm the one percent here, I am the 90-99% in most of my internet travels. For some web sites, I prefer to lurk and enjoy the contributions of others, many of whom are quite clever, literate and put forth interesting ideas. For others, say, news sites or Youtube, the audience participation seems to be more centered around those who SHOUT THE LOUDEST yet almost invariably have the most ill-informed and inflexible opinions. If I even read those comments, I feel like I've been wallowing in mud or worse and just want to wash it all off me.

At this point, you are probably expecting the "we need you so step forward" speech. Wait for it, wait....wait for it...

We're back - and more

I shall return
At least we didn't have to get our feet wet. Douglas MacArthur returns to the Phillipines in 1944.
I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

- Chumbawamba: Tubthumping (go ahead, click the link and relive the '90s)

Chasing the Dragon

Barefooting
You try to barefoot and someone throws a windsurfer at you.
It starts when you have your first session, the world is peaceful, everything is perfect, you're thrilled, but in the best way possible. But, soon, it starts wearing off. Fast. Your mind races, you're pulled out of your dream world. You crave the it more and more, wanting to feel the same way...


- Urban Dictionary: Chasing the Dragon (NSFW)

Who's the Blue Guy?

Blue guy
How did we ever get to the point where we considered a 6.5 day in late April an "off day"? Since Sunday, we've had three straight days where a 4.5-5.0 sail worked for a good portion of the day. Did anyone pick up an odd piece of tarnished bronze? Did you try to polish it up for a shine? Did anyone ask you the three things you really wanted from life?

Alan Sloman's pics from Sunday in our Foto Gallery

The forecast doesn't look too bad for the next several days, either. Seems like there's a decent chance to get your board planing without resorting to rigging a 12.5. For those of you who are new to these parts, this is unusual. In fact, typically, we resort to sacrificing a goat for the opportunity to plane with anything under a 7.5 while wearing a shorty.

That get's my goat

"Really, windsurfing is THAT important to you? Are you kiddddding me?

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Cr@p We've Been Told Part 2


I've been pondering the windsurfing world post Windsurfing Mag and have come to the conclusion that if it didn't die on its own, it would have been "put down". That's not a comment on the editorial staff and what they were doing. It's not even a comment on the transition from physical to digital content. Rather that windsurfing itself has changed.

Tdinosaurhere's an old proverb that says, "When your only tool is a hammer, all problems look like nails." Its corollary is, "When a camel drinks water, he doesn't use a straw"

No, wait, that's another article I'm working on. How about this: "When you see someone holding a hammer, you aren't expecting this."

Let's take a look at some windsurfing pics. When you see each of these, you have a reasonably good idea of what is happening in the picture.

wave sailing

"Oh, that's someone sailing down a wave."

wave jump

"A jump! Wow, that's really high."

Dacron Jumps the Shark

That 80s ShowFor years, that was enough. In fact, windsurfing was considered quite photogenic and the marketing world used classic windsurfing stock images quite often. According to Madison Avenue, we still are using classic Dacron sails.

Things began to come unglued when Jaws was conquered. We saw plenty of pics. That wave certainly is big. Really big. But what the pics could never show and you never realized until you saw a video/movie of it was it wasn't just the size of the wave but the speed. It didn't jack up like a lazy South Carolina musher but like a dozen freight trains at full throttle going downhill pulling a hundred coal cars and maybe a caboose. (I like to lay my similes on thick and heavy). Once you start watching video of windsurfing at Jaws you realize how much of it is in slow-mo so you can actually comprehend what's going on. Coincidentally, at about the same time, windsurfing freestyle burst on the scene - something else that is difficult to "picture" (pun intended) without a video.

This is the issue with depicting windsurfing's cutting edge. It's complexity can't be captured by an image or even a series of images. Below are some images which are screen captures from videos. Clicking on the image will open the video in a new window so you can see what really is happening.

You think it's going to be a nice little wave jump off that maybe five foot face and then... Wait, what? How many did he just do? Rider: Steven Van Broeckhoven

P Koster
Is it going to be a cutback or floater on that wave? Rider: Philip Köster

That's a ... I dunno

How about this move, ah, couple of moves, wait, what was all that? Rider: Steven Van Broeckhoven

Sometimes a picture is worth 100,000,000,000 words
Hubble Ultra Deep Field

We must admit that every once in a while, there is a pic so complete video is not required. But it's the topic for someone else's blog.

This is the Hubble Ultra-Deep Field Image. Each dot of light is a galaxy averaging 100 billion (100,000,000,000) stars each. Full size (18mb 6200x6200)

--- The Arrogant Jerk: Crabby and irritable since 1998.

Dear Windsurfatlanta.org Part 29

Commuting to Van PughLook at all the cars headed to Van Pugh!

The latest nastygram in our mailbag:

Dear windsurfatlanta.org,
In case you hadn't noticed it, you are the web site of the Atlanta Boardsailing Club. For some reason that perhaps only your therapist can understand, you insist on posting pics and vids of remote spots of the world while making disparaging comments about your own home. We don't want to say that you are basically pooping in your own home, but you are. Even puppies know better than that.
How about a little more focus on what a wonderful place Atlanta is.
Sincerely, A concerned Atlanta citizen

Dear Concerned Citizen,

No wires, no strings, no cgi. Just air.

High above Pozo
Philip Köster (G-44) at the PWA Pozo Gran Canaria 2011. Click pic for full-size version. We recommend the original video, too.


Windsurfing is sometimes considered the flightless bird of the [fill in the blank]surfing world. Philip Köster and the other new school wave sailors demonstrate otherwise. The surf is barely visible at the bottom of the frame. Can you imagine being in one of those upper-floor apartment windows and seeing a windsurfer at eye-level?

Source: Youtube: PWA Pozo 2011 We recommend the 720p version if your device supports it.

Welcome to the Atlanta Boardsailing Club in Exile

Another Exile
A fellow exile: we're hoping that the Chinese aren't the source of our troubles, too.

Update Sat 12:18 pm Freakin' hamsters know their google fu (translated: know how to search the internet). As of now, all browsers seem to be working. Email me if you find otherwise.

Update Sat 12:11 pm Log ins for Firefox and Internet Explorer seem to be working but Safari and Google Chrome don't. Our crack team of hamsters is on the job.

This is our temporary home that I've cobbled up in the last 24 hours or so. It's a complete download of our site that I smuggled out rolled up in an old coffee can. It's been installed on a virtual machine in a top secret location. You can log in and do all things you usually do.

Web Site Issues

What an elfin' day. (That's actually ff, not lf but you get the idea). Our web server started going wonky Monday. Something was misbehaving and by yesterday, whatever it was absolutely overloaded the server. For any of you familiar with *nix, the load average was over 2000. For the layman, my home load average is usually under 1.0. Things start to slow down at 8-10.

Anyhoo... host says that a bad piece of hardware (RAID card) is to blame after a couple of restarts don't do the job. Ends up, the server has to be replaced and files restored from backups which has taken most of the day and night. Things have gone wonky in small ways in the meantime including the Forum looking like it had a major cosmetic issue which suddenly vanished a couple of hours later while I was clutching handfuls of my receding hairline.

Meanwhile, near Mt. Pelion

Our Greek correspondent, Dimitris Savidis, forwards us some pics from a March visit to a beach near Mt. Pelion in central Greece. Looking at the first pic, you think you are seeing a display for a local windsurfing shop - some older, yet nice boards. I think Scott Spreen just scoured the Southeast looking for an F2 Ride similar to the top one. Hey, Scott, did you look here?

Wow, a windsurfing shop near Mt. Pelion?

And then, driving past, you see the other side. At first, you let out a quiet whimper and, then, you begin to cry a little inside. I don't know about you but those boards are better newer than the ones I sail. Some things are beyond understanding.

The horror!

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