The Peconic Puffin Windsurfing Blog

Steel Bolts Fail (over enough time)

I'm a two-bolt mast base man.   No single bolt uni's for me (except on the SUP which only has an insert.)   The attraction is the extra safety...if a bolt fails I can still sail home on the other, though the mast foot may get out of position.   Also the two bolt plates can be left on every board, and just the uni(s) can be attached and removed as needed, speeding up derigging.

End of sermon.   Here's what happened at the last session:   I was adjusting the mast foot position on my 99 Skate in the parking lot of South Jamesport, when, while tightening the bolts, one sheared off while I was not applying that much torque.   I wasn't close to using a strong twist.   That bolt was ready to fail...happily it did so on dry land.*

I'm guessing I bought the foot ten or twelve years ago...maybe more.   I'm not sure how I'm going to be inspecting the others, but taking them off of the boards (I have a two bolt plate on all four boards) for a look I will be doing.    Gear breaks.

*More happily I had an extra one in the van.

(Photo:   The bolt in two pieces.)

Catching Some in 80 Degrees

We don't have a category for "warm water sailing" on the Puffin, but we could have with sessions like yesterday's.  When signs of a thermal began popping up the texts went out, resulting in a small turnout of Scott, Artie, and your editor.   Sceptical Scott sat in his pickup saying "get me excited before I rig".   Artie and I had no time to waste...it was HOT out.   Artie only brought his 6.0...the perfect choice it turned out.  I rigged 6.3 and a 100 liter board, and down to the beach we went.   Once we figured out how to launch in between the two dozen people swimming (walk all the way upwind, shlog most carefully) we were on it.   There were lulls but there were also speed patches, and soon SceptiScott was out on his 5.8.   The forecast was for it to build, but after 90 minutes it seemed to be dropping, so in the interest of spousal points we wrapped it up.

(Top:  Artie jibing on the inside.  Bottom:  Me happy to be hiked out.  Photos by Chris.)

Summer Shortboarding

Friday at South Jamesport:  I arrived to find only Scott and his 4.7.   I rigged 5.4 and the easy breezy planing began.

Soon the Wolf arrived, followed by Christian and Artie.  And more wind...4.7's for all!   By the time Pav and Joe Natalie were ready to rock 4.2's were being sailed.   I had to leave by then, but returning home saw some texts about 3.7's.  Wow.

Sunday at Mecox:   Massimo arrived first, then Sally and I pulled up in the van.  My wife hadn't sailed in two years but got a good run in on the 4.7 whilst Mass and I were sailing 6.2's.    Warm and sunny again.   Easy windsurfing!

When the World Is Running Down...

“When the world is running down you make the best of what’s still around.”

-The Police, from the album Zenyatta Mondatta

The song is from 1980 but it sure seems to fit the times.   My gear is running down, so when my 20 year old boom (a big Fiberspar, reserved for the 7.5) came apart after a Mecox session last week, I had to think creatively about how to keep the 7.5 in active quiver.

Fortunately (in my mind, not in the wife’s) I hang on to my old booms when they’ve aged past safe usage.   I rig them for nonplaning freestyle, or I think “I may need the parts”.   For 18 years I’ve had this junk collection, and I finally got to use it. Swapped out the boom head from a Fiberspar wave boom.   That boom is so small it never gets used above 4.7, but I am no longer willing to jump with that boom so as a high wind tool it’s pretty much worthless.    I’m hanging on to the tail piece and swivel adjusters, but the boomy part is headed for the junkyard.

Now I just need 12-14 to test the rebuilt one.

(Photos:   Top:  The donor boom and the grateful recipient. Bottom:  Boom head detail.   Notice that the dead head is completely missing the red plastic shim stuff.   Also note that I used "grateful" and "dead head".   It's alright.)

Mecoxing

We were all wired for disappointment.   Saturday had been forecasted to be a beautiful southerly shredfest, but the forecast unraveled the day before, and all that appeared to be left was catching a bit of breeze in front of a thunderstorm.

Massimo and I chose Mecox.    It looked like we might plane in the occasional gust on 7.5's so that's what we rigged.

For ten minutes we marginally planed in the gusts.   Then we planed in the gusts.   Then the wind filled in and we were flying.

Thinking to myself that the 7.5 rig felt a little wobbly, I noticed that the boom head connection between the boom and the clamp was loose.  VERY loose.   First I thought "relax, sail easily, enjoy.   Also I have no other boom that will fit the 7.5.    Then I thought "it's going to be a long walk/swim back if this thing explodes on me."   So I gingerly sailed back to the launch.   Session over.

But the wind came up more, I rigged the 6.2, Massimo came in for a smaller board, and it was back to the races.   A fine Mecox day!