Mike Burns wasn't kidding when he said the forecast for the Outer Banks was tremendous. Fortunately this morning lightened up a bit, so a few hours of 4.7ish sailing was available for the early birds (Ryan, Robert, and me on a 4.5). By late morning the switch got flipped, though, and it back on the three meter sails for all of us.
I took the afternoon off, hoping to spend the saved energy in the waves today. Out the window of our house Mike was throwing spocks, shove-its, and most impressively to me (I'm such a geek) helitacks on a 3.7 in 30 knots. Must try that today. Jeff and Tedrowe plugged away as well
Windfest begins Today, and there's been some talk in the windsurfing blogosphere of a windsurfing blogger summit (or more humbly, the chance that some of us will get to meet in person.) I said hi to Lost In Hatteras' Andy Tuesday. I'd actually met him before but hadn't put the two together. We'll see what turns up today...the winds are already blowing!