Our last day started out light. We went to Rowena where Jeannie sailed a 5.4, and did have fun, but I watched from the beach (didn't rent anything big enough for a fat boy. About 3pm we packed it in and my pit crew (Fred and Jeannie) got me on the water in record time at the city park beach. Totally wound on a 4.7 for about 1.5 hours, and that was enough for me. Had to return the gear by 5:30 pm. The voodoo chop near the white salmon bridge, and the OP'd conditions were certainly enough to send me home with a smile. Packing tonight. No sleep and off to the airport at 4am.