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My bozo landing was featured in some of the photos above. The funny thing is that I did just about everything right, (except for stowing my gear). I timed the swell, peddled in to shallow water and jumped out. Before the next swell hit, I had turned the kayak around and all was fine.
NOT... I was so worn out from my morning of useless peddling around that I just stood there for a few seconds and took in the amazing view of hundreds of kayaks trying to launch and land in a 100 foot wide area.
Before I knew it, a wave hit me and pulled my kayak out of my grip. After that my landing became the classic garage sale. Someone from the beach came out and tried to help but by then the damage was done. The kayak flipped and I was sure I was going to lose or break everything.
Fortunately, there was minimal damage to my gear... just to my pride. At least I did not win the iPod.
Bob
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