Ice Needles at Sebonac

It was otherwise a good little session:

93 liters and a 5.5,

93 liters and a 5.0,

77 liters and a 5.0

Frank had noted that he'd seen a few snowflakes earlier, and I thought I'd seen some too.   But an hour or so into the session, the light mist turned into tiny crystal daggers that were extremely painful on the face.  I tried sailing with my clew hand in front of my face, which was effective but ridiculous.   Fortunately it stopped as quickly as it started, so we were able to get back to reaching and jibing as the winds came up and down.

Then the Wolf heard that Jimi Sobeck was on a 4.7 at Cupsogue, so he packed up and left.

(Frank carving hard at Sebonac Inlet.)

Comments

[Kevin]

how were the waves that sesh? Westerly?

[the editor]

Nothing special, Kevin...the tide was coming in while it was windy (Sebonac gets rampilicious in ebb tide on westerlies).