There he is, wearing a shorty, hovering over the water as he windsurfs a foil on the Pamlico Sound. Mike Burns does it all, with a smaller sail and in warmer conditions that I ever do/rig/get. To quote Frank Messina: We all hate him.
This is worse than when he learned the leopard loop.
From the new-to-the-Puffin blog Hit the Wave comes this tremendous post… a fantastic collection of windsurfing board catalogs, not only from brands I know (F2, Fanatic, Mistral, Bic, Tiga, RRD etc) but from over a dozen I’ve never or only barely heard of (Windspeed, Ten Cate, Star Surf, Sainval, Pacific, Oceanite, HiWings, Magnum, Klepper etc…too many for me to list.) A must to check out. The post isn't new (originally published 2011) but it's new to us!
Scott wants Frank to sail this week. Because it's Franks "free time before he gets busy" Scott says. I believe him. Frank is the Iron Man of crew (the Chimply Windsurfers of Greater Puffindom)...he rigs a big sail, goes out for hours sailing nonstop, then comes in and derigs. I take as many breaks in a session as Frank does in a year.
"C'mon Frank!" Scott says. Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday all look windy to Scott. SW Wednesday (South Jamesport?) and W on Thursday (Sebonac me droogs).
C'mon Frank I say too!
(Frank the Iron Man tearing up Meschutt. Photo by Jeff Schultz)
Scott said the wind wouldn't come, but he was wrong. Happy to be wrong, too! In this the warmest February on record, with air temps of 44 and water of 41 (as often as not in February you can walk on the Peconic, not splash about in it) my first sesh in three months came to pass. The Wolf was first on the water, followed by me, with us on 4.7's and larger boards (I rode the 93.) It was light 4.7.
Then it was full on 4.7.
Then it was time to board down 4.7
Those of us with seventy something boards were on them, and the rest did what they needed to do. Scott, Peconic Jeff, Christian, the Natalies, and the odd kiter had a fine time on the incoming tide. We were most of us out of windsurfing shape ("there's nothing you can do" Scott proclaimed") but we were happy to use those atrophied muscles.