Utah Windriders Association

Arrived to glass at 12:30. Having faith in Goud, and having learned from Brother Paul that faith without works in dead, (he hung with a guy that could skim the water on a 0.0) I rigged and took a nap on the board bag. Awoke at 2:20 to the rustling of leaves and watched a wind line creep up the lake. Jumped on the water to slog about four reaches, but when my faith waned-- patience paid off. The wind filled in for two blessed hours and was joined by brother Karl who was ripping on a fomula board and a 12.5 (they don't really make them that big do they?) The lesson, of course, is have faith in Goud and try to make it back up sometime in the next three days.......