The waves were small and there wasn’t a lot of wind, but I finally scored my first ocean session in Hatteras. I’ve been pestering my Outer Banks blogging buddies OBX Bill and Andy of Lost in Hatteras since I arrived a few days ago, and yesterday afternoon Bill told me to come meet him at…what was the name? They’ve got lots of exotic sounding (to me) launches down here…Ego Beach, S Turns, the Cove, Jockey’s Ridge etc. Bill told me to look for his Jeep, and when I found him I asked for the name of the launch.
“We call it 'the first washout south of Oregon Inlet,'” Bill said. Not the stuff of song, but I didn’t care…I was gonna get me my first OBX ocean time!
Me on a 5.5 and the big JP, Bill on a 5.3 and a skinny old-school 88 liter beauty (Bill is very efficient) planing was on-again, off-again as we poked around chasing the three foot (occasionally larger) waves while some dolphins checked us out (this was my first time sailing with dolphins, too.) I soon learned to imitate Bill and do a chicken jibe (or marginal facsimile thereof) when a promising wave began to set up. I’m a poor judge of forming waves, but I managed to catch three that were a lot of fun…for me to get four or five bottom turns on a wave was a joy. We were at it for a couple of hours before the wind died…a nice little sunset sesh.
Now that I’ve had my first tidbit taste of la wave OBX I want more, but I’ve got to head back to New York soon, and if that’s all I get here I’ll be happy to say I’m happy.