The Peconic Puffin Windsurfing Blog

Windsurfing in the NYT Puzzle

At first I typed in Kanaha, on autopilot.  Then I realized "wrong island".

Ladies, Why Date a Windsurfer? (Valentines Day encore presentation)

10. The ratio of men to women is 4 to 1.
  9.  They can talk about something besides football.
  8.  They don’t smell too bad because it’s a good bet they’ve gotten wet recently.
  7.  They have another interest besides sex.
  6.  You know they’re rich enough to afford windsurfing equipment.
  5.  You always get the latest weather report, several times a day.
  4.  They are capable of commitment, at least to their sport.
  3.  They have no issues about wearing rubber.
  2.  You always know where they are, at least when it’s windy.
  1.  Windsurfers are generally fit, tanned, and have cute butts.

Windsurfing vs. Kiting...Which Is More Dangerous? Ask Laurie.

Laurie from Toronto is back!   The Peconic Puffin's favorite on-camera correspondent for explaining stuff presents the findings of a Danish study, looking at which is more dangerous, who is most likely to get hurt, and where will that happen?   Of course with Laurie (one of the ten most earnest people on the planet) half the fun is just listening (you haven't lived until you've seen her comparison of wind speed measurements.)

 

Arctic Artie

When your sail is icing up, you know it's cold!

We all knew it was windy.   Artie was on location at Meschutt, salivating at the site of beautiful ramps.   But the air was 30 degrees!

"40 is my limit" Scott said.

"36 in full sun" I noted.   We were out of the running.

Jeremy said he'd be in the sauna.

But Artie would not be denied.   25 gusting to 29, with waist high swell on the outside, he had Meschutt all to himself.  Would have loved to have joined him...in ten more degrees!

(Photos courtesy the Iceman!)

Two Seshes, Two Launches, Two Hours

I t began with a debate over West Meadow vs South Jamesport.   Pav's WM report suggests that it was the better choice, but I was with the SJ crew.  4.7's or smaller for Scott, Artie, Christian, Jonathan, the Wolf and your editor.   But after a half a dozen runs the feeling was that 

A:   The wind shadow near shore sucked.

B:  Any breakdown would have you wishing for near shore...the wind direction would blow you clear across the bay.  When the air is 39 and the water very cold, this is not what one chooses.

So we packed up and headed for Sebonac Inlet.

At Sebonac the call was 5.3s and midsized boards, at least for Christian and I.    The wind was up and down (4.7, 5.3, 6.3, 4.7).  The Wolf arrived to find his mast no longer attached to his truck, so he left immediately in search of lost carbon.    The rest of us caught what we could when we could...a beautiful day but pressing up against the cold border (my own rule is 36 degrees in full sun, 40 otherwise.)

Am glad to have got some!

(Christian up top, me at the bottom, at Sebonac Inlet.  Pics by Artie.)