The Wolf: Look at that!
Frank: Look at this!
Peconic Jeff: Yeah, look at that!
Christian: Look at that!
Fisherman: Look at this!
"This/that" was a lovely carpet of whitecaps across the Peconic. The sand bar was going off, the sun was bright, and out came the four meter sails. (Yeah I said "lovely". It's been too long between sessions...)
The sail call was 4.2-4.7 (I was on the 4.5/77 liters, Christian on a 5.0). Classic Sebonac mock wave riding down by the bluffs (the bigger rollers were waist high), and the ramps I would grade a B+ (every once in awhile a beaut, but most of the time B grade). The Wolf was seen sporting a GoPro on top of his helmet. "I've gone GoPro!" (The Peconic Puffin will be seeking out his footage and scenery in the future...for now we still depend on Peconic Jeff's handiwork.)
The sun was so bright that we were all sweating inside our drysuits, and nobody had cold hands. Scott arrived late but still caught a good hour. All of this on a Saturday afternoon!
(Top: Hot launch off the beach. Bottom: A rare sighting of Fisherman at a bay launch. Photos by Jeff Schultz.)