The flag at the Coast Guard station said WIND but "there aren't any whitecaps" Scott complained. Still I saw some people planing, and I had a feeling 6.2 would do the trick. It would have, too, if it weren't for the bushels of weeds in Tiana Bay. Quick change of the fin and I was golden! Happily Scott LOVES weed fins (he's nuts that way) so soon the two of us were ripping around the pool-table flat, whitecapless water, whilst nearby Andy Brandt and ABK (assisted by Peconic Jeff!) did their thing.
That was Friday. Saturday I returned to Tiana for even better wind (and some water time with Christian) while Scott snuck off to the Bowl without telling me. I hate missing ocean sessions, but Tiana is a prime jibatorium, and there was plenty of rippage in the shallow warm water.
Let the Fall winds continue and build!