Tuesday morning came quick, along with enormous disappointment. The wind was a consistent 25 mph, with gusts of 40. We had no worries, as we still had to move the houseboat, and get the rest of our riders. Unfortunately, the houseboats steering cable was temporarily broken, so maneuvering it proved to be impossible. Luckily, Rob Carter was up for it. As he piloted the Epic boat towing the houseboat out and away from the marina, the 40 mph gusts really started flexing their muscles. Before we knew it, the wind was throwing us into a collision course with a whole row of houseboats. We frantically ran around to help somehow, but it was a lost cause. After the crash and the confusion got sorted out, we ended up getting help from the marina to get out. I guess next time I'll accept the $65 offer to have the boat moved for us. During the houseboat mayhem, Damon was able to get the other Epic working, and in the water. Finally, everything was in place, except for the winds. It was decided we should ride anyway, so after filling up at $5.50 a gallon and picking up Alex Scagliotti, we headed out. Everyone rode, and was stoked to be at Shasta. Shawna Hoffman definitely showed us how a chick should ride, grabbing everything and taking it big. Raequel Hoffman, our other rider, unfortunately couldn't ride as a result of an ACL sprain she received at the Texas Pro Tour Stop. Luckily, she was the cook I had been dreaming about, and cooked up a storm all week. We ate like kings.