Tomorrow begins (hopefully) the Weekend of Hannah. All day today posts were going back and forth about tomorrow...I even ran into the Wolf at a deli (during which I was tutored on how much East we'd need in order to sail the ocean instead of the bays) with full focus on Saturday. But then late in the day whitecaps were spotted on the Peconic. I called Peconic Jeff, and the rush to South Jamesport was on.
It wasn't much (caught about an hour of 6.2 sailing...in the gusts) but if you have forgotten how good it feels to get into the footstraps and plane after a long time without, I am here to tell you it was magnificent. I howled with joy. I was laughing at myself for how stupidly happy I was just to sail in a straight line for half a minute. Not a good session by usual standards, but to a man emerging from the desert, the first sip of water is exceptionally sweet.
I love windsurfing.
I'm forgetting too! Start PT on Monday though and I'm going to sneak on the water this weekend (somewhere flat) shhh...
Posted by: catapulting_aaron | September 05, 2008 at 09:06 PM
We finally planed at heckscher too. It sounds like the same type of wind you guys had. Pump, do trick, shlog back upwind, pump, do trick, shlog back upwind, repeat over and over until you can't pump anymore. It felt so good to just plane though.
Posted by: mike burns | September 06, 2008 at 11:39 AM
It was good to see George Pav and Joe there yesterday too. Hopefully we all get some solid wind today, if Hanna can get here before dark!
Posted by: Jeff | September 06, 2008 at 02:08 PM
May need to put headlights on my board. Must sail today!
Posted by: Michael | September 06, 2008 at 02:10 PM
Is anyone sailing today? It's 5:30 and still, little wind.
Posted by: Marni | September 06, 2008 at 05:28 PM