The wind was up before dawn but supposed to die early, so I passed on the drive to Napeague in favor of nearer-by Meschutt. (Also I’m still fairly trashed from Thursday’s adventures in Vulcan attempts, and figured that if I showed my face at Napeague, Andy Brandt and his ABK mob would insist upon my continued abuse,)
So I went to Meschutt. NW blowing mid twenties (me on 77 liters and a 5.3 lit,) classic M-spot rampage outbound plus the jibatorium by the jetty…what more can you ask for on short order? CD, Scott, the Wolf, Joe Natalie, and Keith (with his dog Chowder) caught the jumping and jibing action while it lasted (Chowder only watched, despite my encouraging him to take my rig out for a spin.) .
(Photo: Scott demonstrates his no-handed phone technique whilst advising a fellow windsurfer that he totally missed it.)
(Photo: Scott demonstrates his no-handed phone technique whilst advising a fellow windsurfer that he totally missed it.)
Chowder and Keith. Chowder being the dog.
Posted by: keith | May 17, 2009 at 09:45 PM
Duly noted (and corrected.) Good to meet you, Keith!
Posted by: Michael | May 18, 2009 at 06:52 AM