SPLASH Once the storm had settled, next up on our list of sporting challenges was two laps of the bay on the paddle boards. So far during the week I had managed to survive without falling in, so I was pretty confident that I could nullify Dave’s upwind trump by at least watching him squirm in the water while I paddled on ahead. Oozing with confidence from his previous windsurfing heroics, Dave somehow managed to stay on his board while I uncharacteristically wobbled over and hit the drink as we rounded the corner on the first lap. Jesus this was turning into a bad day! With Dave smirking back at me I knew I had to get him back and announced that on our final lap we would have to paddle right up to the very downwind corner where the water was the most turbulent and choppy. Sure enough right at the last hurdle Dave crashed over and I paddled through to victory, a minor recovery but at least enough to quash the worst of his gloating.
