The Peconic Puffin Windsurfing Blog

Warm Windy January?

50 degree air, winds SW 25 gusting to 30 in January.  On a Saturday.  Calling South Jamesport!!

With a Coast Guard plane flying low laps overhead (they practice in high winds) we had quite a turnout.   Scott, George Pav, the Natalies, the Wolf, Frank, Frank Sky King, Marty, Kiter Marty, and Rob were there.  Frank had his maiden SJ session.   The Wolf was going for air! 

Beached were Jon Ford (mysteriously grounded by Kristine) and Artie, recovering from illness (but on the camera grabbing photos).   For myself the sessions have been so few during the fall and early winter that my arms were less than prime, and I only got a few hours in.  Still a great Saturday!

(Photos courtesy Art Lamia)

Bouyancy

Stolen from Adam's FB page. 

Thanks for a Thanksgiving Session

The morning texts were adamant:  Can't sail this afternoon...Thanksgiving obligations!   So we hit it earlyish.   Artie, Bruce, Fisherman, Hulse, Jon, Scott, the Wolf, and yours truly lit on three and four meter sails, winds 25 gusting to 35.  "My smallest sail is a 4.2" I protested, when everyone was launching on 3.7's and 3.3's.  But Jon rigged a 4.7, and I added extra downhaul and 4cm of outhaul to flatten my rig.   And it worked most of the time.   LIT.   I got off the water at 11:30 to go home and start Thanksgiving preparations, and several others were also homeward bound by noon, but what a morning to be thankful for!

(Top photo:  Smoke on the water, courtesy Massimo.   Bottom photo: Artie and ?, courtesy Artie.)

Meschutt with the Ramps

The ramps! Scott said.  He was right.   Meschutt usually has fine rampage...clean leaping on port...but Sunday was fun day with some particularly beefy launch pads.  Too bad about my knee...

But still!  Frank, Jon, the Wolf, Scott, Artie and YT caught the solid winds (4.2 for most of us) and about two hours of fun before the sun set.   With air temps of 42 and the water starting to chill it was strictly drysuit conditions, and any gear not well placed got blown down the beach. 

That would be my board, anyway...

But still!  Nothing beats a windy Sunday.

The Bowl Is All But Completely Washed Away

The Bowl...the friendly cove, wavesailing and surfing venue...is essentially gone, the beach washed away by this season's storms.   Dune Road is hanging on by a thread as the town keeps moving sand as fast as it can to save the road and the businesses along it.  Click on the link for video and photos.

"It might be a long time before we sail there again" Scott says.   I haven't sailed there in a year.  Will I ever again?   Will any of us?

Photo:  Google map of the Bowl before the storms hit.   Compare to the video.