Earlier this summer I was sailing on the west side of Green Bay with a few friends of mine who were kiting. It was super flat and the wave angle really sucked for jumping, but it was warm and windy and I was happy to be sailing. As much as I was frustrated with the wave angles, I was still smiling, but kinda grumpy. I just couldn't shake my frustration with the lack of waves...
While I was in for a break, an old sailing friend Paul shows up at the beach. Mind you, this is a guy I've not sailed with in 25+ years. Really. He lives nearby (I'd not known that) and was stoked to see someone sailing as he usually sails alone.
"Should I get my gear and come sail with ya?" he asked.
"Hell yeah! That would be awesome!" I replied with enthusiasm.
He got a worried look on his face, "Uh ... my gear is kinda old."
"Who cares? It worked then, it will work now, right?"
"Ok!" he smiled. "I'll be right back!"
In 15 minutes, he showed up. I could NOT believe my eyes. He rolls in with his Windsurfer Rocket 103, circa 1985!!
Duuuude! I was in amazement. Minutes later, we were on the water, all smiles just as we were 25+ years ago. And just like back then, he was blazing on his '103 having a blast.
Next time you're bitchin' about your gear or the conditions, think about this story. Suck it up and get out there and smile!