how keen can someone be? he makes to the edge only to find that what looks like 15 knots is really only 12
imagine getting squashed between the two bergs 
that's wild.
peter up the coast told me once he used to take his onedesign in the snow back in the early 70's.
they just removed the fin and centreboard and went for it.
check this out.
WHAT THE !!!!!
and how fast do you think they can go on the ice gestalt ?
i reckon they could crack the 50 no worries windsurfing on ice !
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Originally posted by goldcoastmoz
WHAT THE !!!!!
and how fast do you think they can go on the ice gestalt ?
i reckon they could crack the 50 no worries windsurfing on ice !
Yeah thats cranking. I wouldn't have thought it would be that high eaither. Whats the land speed record?
Bubs
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Originally posted by bubs
Yeah thats cranking. I wouldn't have thought it would be that high eaither. Whats the land speed record?
Bubs
I just Googled it and the land speed record is 763mph.
If my calculations are correct I think thats about 1220kph?
The sound barrier is different and varies according to weather and altitude. I think on this particular run it was broken at 748mph. The speed of sound is lower when temps are cooler and humidity is higher
Land speed record is with a honkin big engine pushing you along a salt pan... nothing like having to actually trim a sail to keep moving.
Somehow I doubt that you could break the sound barrier with a sail 
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Originally posted by Leech
I used to be one of those poor euros, started my windsurfing career in Sweden. From end of October to end of March there were ice on the water so windsurfing was out of the question. One gets pretty desperate after 5 months w/o sailing. As soon as the ice broke we were out there again. With a 5mil wettie, booties, gloves and neoprene hood it is OK as long as you dont fall in.
The funniest episode of early spring sailing was when I was a total kook. Found a patch of open water and sailed for a while. Then it was my younger brothers turn. He could not sail at all. He went out, fell in and tried to uphaul the sail and failed. Eventually he had drifted down to the end of the open patch and was stuck on the ice. The ice was not firm so he could not walk on it but it was firm enough so he could not sail or paddle through it. He ended up hacking his way through the ice with the center board and paddling his way in back to shore.
We did not have proper neoprene gloves so we used our mother's yellow dishwashing gloves. This was in the late 80s and we all remember the color combinations of the wetties in those days. There he was, yellow dishwashing gloves, red wettie, lying on his tummy hacking himself through the ice with a centre board on a big old Sailboard vario with green - yellow sail. A I was wetting myself with laughter.
The joy of getting younger siblings in trouble is priceless.
