Too bad I didn't get one this winter (not that there still isn't hope...we can get snow through early April!) But down Delaware way George Markopoulos has been sailing through the white stuff. Love the photo above, posted on his Facebook page.
(Top: If the snow was much deeper George could sail across the top of it. Bottom: Skippers meeting at Ponquogue from a few years ago...I love those sessions! Photo by Jeff Schultz.)
Producer, videographer and jibemaster Dasher posted this exquisite photograph on his Facebook page. A SUP paddler's-eye view of a board gliding through water smooth as glass. Those ripples in the reflected sky are incredible.
P-Jeff (Peconic Jeff, Ponquogue Jeff, Photographer Jeff) has long been the principal source of imagery on the pages of the Peconic Puffin. His stuff looks good here (which is why we use it) but if you REALLY want to appreciate some amazing scenes as captured by Jeff Schultz, hit the galleries:
East End Arts has a reception this Friday for an exhibit "The Muse" that features Jeff. The show runs until March 7th.
Hey hey it's a wind chimp! Specifically it's Ponquogue Jeff (nee Peconic Jeff) walking along Ponquogue proper, and flashing his latest style...that scarf. Word is it was due to the lack of a hood (next time I'm going to lend him a hood). Looks great! I wonder what happens if it gets caught in gear, in the wash.
On perhaps my very first day windsurfing I put my downhaul tool (which was attached to a loop of line) around my neck. I was immediately advised not to do that. Jeff is much better than a never ever windsurfed type, but waves is waves. In any event, he sure looks good!
Twenty year ago when the Peconic Puffin was a printed weekly newsletter, one of the regular features was "Puffin Poetry"...essentially a quote of the week (when a Puffin had said something worth quoting.) The attributes that qualified something could be anything wonderful...an elegant statement, a hilarious quip, the heartfelt threatening of young children...anything. This just in:
"That svelte dragonfly wing was just not fitting with my visual concept of 4 SqM, that's burned into the visual cortex of all us wind-addled seabirds."
The mighty Mark Skelton is back on Peconic Puffin radar. Mark, the auteur of the best windsurfing videos of all time IMHO (The Kooks of Hazard, Parts 1 and 2). Mark, who has a story about windsurfing at The Reef at midnight, on a 3.5, possibly after several drinks. Mark, who sent the first box of Barbara's Puffins to the Peconic Puffin back when PP was a three page print rag. Mark who remains the first local I touch base with upon arrival in Cape Hatteras (and who has told me I'm way past due.)
Mark is making plans. We at the Peconic Puffin are always interested when Mark is scheming. For now, go to Facebook and check out Windsurfing Museum.
(Mark on the old stuff...no harness lines? No harness? Footstraps? Photo circa 1977.)
I love creative use of unsailable windsurfing gear, largely because I'd like to do something with the pile of crap in my barn.
The latest bit to cross Peconic Puffin radar comes from one of the tribe (the flock?)...Fast Eddie works most of a longboard into his outdoor shower. Me I'd add an adjustable height soap dish to the mast track.
As seen in the iWindsurf forum. The wonderful and twisted gear art of "U2U2U2". (Used with permission of the madman. The interpretation of the artist's intent is purely that of the Peconic Puffin's Arts editor.)
In February The Peconic Puffin reported to you about the Reef Warriors of the great white north, windsurfers of Lake Erie (say it the way Brian Talma would, mon) and their rum cult of sacred imbibations. This summer a fine mint plan in our garden whispered to me "take of my leaves, and sacredly imbibate thyselves" (I had water in my ears) I thought "cool...must check with the Rum Cult to see what they recommend.
They said "Mojitos, my son. Mojitos made with either Oronoco rum (call Enya?) or Pyrat.
First we made the mint simple syrup, then one jigger each MSS and Pyrate rum (arrrrrrr) on top of some freshly plucked mint leaves (they gurgled "imbibate" whilst being muddled). Then juice of half a lime, ice cubes, fill the remaining space with San Pellegrino. Sit in an adirondack chair, grab your imbible, and sip. Sally says "give it a swirl, first."
A winner. Puffin advice: Heed the wisdom of the Reef Warriors Rum Cult. They be on a quest.