While some go skiing…

 ...windsurfers go windsurfing! And soul-windsurfers are, of course, where the wind is, even in the middle of winter! People usually think that windsurfing is a summer sport, and the very thought of winter, wind, and water gives them cold chills. However, for a real lover, there are no obstacles. What is a bit of low temperature? With winter neoprene suits and hoods, you cannot get cold. And if you are lucky and in the midst of January the mother nature gives you some warm wind - ah, the soul is full, and the heart is singing out of joy.

So, the New 2008 soul-windsurfing year began the best way – south wind and two stolen winter days. Of course, winter is not a very happy time for windsurfers. Willing or not, you have to stop a bit, at least during December and January. November is quite good, but getting colder, while February is suspicious – it can be good, but can also be terrible.

However, if you have windsurfing in your blood, you will not give up, no matter the conditions. Besides, wind addicts cannot stand a too long of a winter break. So, that is the reason why January south wind (jugo) gave us a lot of joy, together with spring temperatures. Of course, that was on the Adriatic Sea, which is, luckily, not far away.

Last time that I was on the water was at the end of November - so, more than 40 days without the board. Too long! For starters, I was really pleased with the low wind (12-13 knots), bigger board and easy planning over the water. However, the following day the wind got stronger, while the boards and sails got smaller; and waves - uh, finally, some real windsurfing!

But, you know what was the best part of it? When I sat by the fire in the evening, closed my eyes and relived the feeling of freedom which arises from oneness with the sea and the wind. There are not many things in life that give us such inner happiness.

While others go skiing during this time, joining the fashion trends, trading traffic jams on the streets for traffic jams on white mountain slopes, I would not trade this feeling and experience for anything - windsurfing in the middle of winter; a kiss from the goddess of wind and a hug from the sea lover, as a promise of a summer fire and all those wonderful moments to come.