OK here is my more serious post, it certainly wasnt my fondest sailing memory but it is my most memorable wave story:

Last fall in the gulf.. i was turned around (while on the wire) by the current, wind and waves all in different directions as i left the Clearwater Pass

Over i went!

I was being pushed close to the breaker wall... and a friend was trying to grab my mast tip to lift it up... but instead just kept slamming into it (3x)...

I finally got the cat up! and the jib filled (i couldn't reach the blocks to uncleat them from the water) and the boat took off (without me on it). I had to pull myself up the righting line... I was exhausted!

When i tried to steer away.. found out the mainsheet was wrapped around rudders, traveler, etc...

I missed the marker (thanks god) and untangled the lines, and started the 6 mile sail north to home (Dunedin Causeway).

The waves weren't huge... but the frequency we get here sometimes is brutal.

I would dip the bows so far in (riding the wave down) that my spin hoop would be underwater... and as i came up... the pole would flex down with the water weight and would ROCKET water 15' up (only to rain down on me). Thats if i had time to ride the wave... most of the time i would crash into the next wave before i was done riding the current wave.... arggggggg!

The spin bag was so full that all the 1000 pinholes shot water out like a Greek fountain.

This went on for about 1hour.

I was ready to find a new hobby.