This wind is absolutely mental today. It’s got to be blowing somewhere around 9 million knots an hour. It’s the sort of wind that blew Dorothy and Toto to the Land of Oz The strange thing about weather in the Eastern Cape is that it’s all bark and no bite (with the exception of an occasional freak storm that brings in enough swell to rupture a freeway or two). The ocean is flat today— the white horses on the water’s surface are even bigger than the actual sets breaking at the Fence.
I estimate the winds well that was in the bay yesterday is in Greenland by now. Poor folks at the Shell festival in J-Bay today… Managing a trestle table piled up with curios would be a bit like trying to ply a thorn out a rabies-crazed wolverine’s foot. I can just see koeksister and T-shirt stands going ass over elbow in breeze. Event organizers must be hissing fire at this weather.
Enough about the wind. I’m heading out to St Francis for some down town. My plans for an afternoon braai might be in limbo, but that’s not the end of the world.
For anyone nursing a Heritage Day hangover and looking for something easy to do, check out the facebook group, ‘Is this the Most Perfect Wave Ever Captured on Film?” Richard Turner, an ex-PE surfer, has some pretty hilarious quotes and views on the question, as well as a few photos that will make you screech like a pig. There’s also the Quiksilver Pro on again, with Round 4 being surfed today.
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