Our house is on a creek...technically a tidal inlet, but creek by name. It's about 50 yards across in the wide spots. When we bought the place I thought perhaps I might do a little longboarding and nonplaning freestyle on it, and over the years this has proved to be lots of fun when the wind is light and northerly. Everyone from our neighbor Remy to our former (and aspiring return) neighbors Melissa and Sam have tacked and jibed and pointed and reached with us on the little patch of water in the back.
While the Freestyle Frenzy was going on up in Cape Cod, this past weekend also saw a major Peconic Puffin extravaganza, as Steve (a founding Puffin) brought Jordan and Avery (Puffins since birth) into the creek for some windsurfing 101, while Sally and Michael sailed alongside. Avery shocked everyone by immediately assuming perfect form and sailing off towards the horizon (which on the creek means she ran aground after 20 seconds) and Jordan pulled off a tack within her first two minutes of windsurfing. Steve was advised to immediately pack his children off to Bonaire so that they might come back in a year throwing clew-first Chacho Libres and such moves.
But it was more than just these hot-shot half pints ("Say 'I'm an evil child with cool moves'" said Avery, who likes to micromanage her own press) as Sally was working on pivot jibes, Steve was experimenting with the Jack (backwind pivot jibe-duck to clew-first) and Michael was trying to hit his Radar Tack routine (subject of a future post.) Still, the young guns were the stars...check out all the action in this Peconic Puffin photo spectacular!