Windsurf racing for 3 days off Middle Bass Island.
Lake Erie has protected (there are so many they hardly need protection) water snakes. They only bite if you step on them.
The green algae spreads fast in late summer as the water warms, but apart from taking too much O2 from the water, does not seem to be too serious.
Racing, as always to those afloat is exciting, and to those ashore is almost meaningless: Results of 1, 2, 1, 2 vs. 2, 1, 2, 1 after first day left a tie for first. Fortunately a front arrived the next evening:
and we had good winds, bringing my favorite ‘moutons’ (white caps) and 4 ft. waves
ending on the last day with 1, 1, 2 vs. 2, 2, 1 for a 1 point margin of victory. Not unlike my last tennis match of the season ending in a 3rd set tie breaker that finally stopped at 17 to 15.
Which were you in the end: Isner or Mahut?
Didn’t Isner win? for us it was also the team decider for that match, and that was the last one of the summer too. We celebrated.
It’s never over till it’s over