I could start this post with the moral of the story: it's all because of Fabio
Yes, because it is he who in recent weeks together (and even after his departure for Italy) has grafted into the brains on thinking of windsurfing.
As a good sportsman and former professional surfer has a thousand times with emotional arguments on jibing, sail and float between footage of the beautiful reef.
Each time the same old story, "but look at this place that show! We do not have a surf board, I would be out at 20 knots, wind in your hair encounter the ocean waves! "Give a
, from 2, ... n times from start (me first) to understand that life without surfing is not worth living it ...
When the salute at the airport at the end of Great Roques the tears are his, he would have liked (but the times do not have permission) landed on the only island (Francisquis) rental center with tables and break through the muscles in a fuck-fuck-fuck,-luffs luffs luffs- to near the speed of take-off of a Tornado.
Dear Fabio, fate was really sneaky and unfair to you.
is because less than 40 hours after your departure, we were signed and Ale perl'appunto working with boards and sails in the most beautiful place I have ever seen for the sport
This is only the beginning.
Adrenaline produced in the early hours of rides to convince me that the crew must climb Kudra at 4: I, Simo, Gretoletti and Fabio (just a dream to call my first windsurfing).
Party research: the rental center Fernando puts us in good communication with this Oscar-surfer who has convinced a small shop for tourists in Gran Roques.
catapult me \u200b\u200bon the spot and here's the surprise: Oscar actually has a sail (good, 6.9m square) and a board that says it all.
This is a prototype slalom, carbon fiber, so light that will lead me somewhere. It 's a bit down in tone, so full of bruises badly repaired but Oscar convinces me instantly, just two words: Free and Ferrari
Fernando provide the rest will take care of the equipment (mast, boom , foot, fin, trapeze), a bit 'him to sell, a bit' ce pays ... the
the big day finally arrives. It seems to me to celebrate St.Lucia, Christmas, birthdays, name and pains of Berlusca everything together.
Monto l’attrezzatura, salgo sulla Ferrari e via!!!
Abbbellloooo!!!! Ma via dove???
Il primo bordo:
Il secondo:
Il terzo:
Il 4° non c’è, mi tocca tornare in barca tutto spaccato per le legnate che prendo cadendo in acqua ogni 2 secondi netti.
Ma il sorriso continua a paralizzarmi i 54 muscoli facciali.
Insomma, a furia di tentativi riesco, nei giorni seguenti, a domare
has a strange tendency to shatter into a thousand pieces.
Okay, you say, Matte Fixed big boats, sunk, built submarines and space shuttles, repaired a well know table game!
In fact I've tried more than once, but after losing the bow, rebuilt the mast step of the fin, patch holes as big as a mammoth tooth, I decided that
Sorry dear Fabio, do not feel offended, but it's as if you weighed 15 kg
In any case, my affection for Fabio (not you,
So I have taken a lot of satisfaction!
will tell you another, my dear Fabio. Our relationship is actually a 3 ... I do not get me wrong, do not betray you, but to our matchmaking has now joined Ale, you have used and abused over and over again when I'd had enough of you!
Did 2 guys happy that in this way they had to admit that the back is a valuable asset to be safeguarded ...
close this papyrus with one thought: when I e Ale ci troveremo, pensionati in baita in val brembana, a parlare delle nostre ernie in compagnia di una grappetta, diremo all’unisono “è tutta colpa di Fabio!!!”
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