I arrived at the Bowl and walked through the driving rain to
catch a glimpse of the Wolf launching towards a set of clean, well-mannered waves, waist to
chest high. Beautiful
and friendly. So I quick
rigged a 5.3 and the 93 liter FSW and launched, to join the Wolf, Frank, and on
kites Hulse, Bill Barber, and the very stoked Andy. The waves were nothing special to look at, but they
were predictable smooth lefts that gave me more bottom turns than I’m used to,
so I was a happy camper.
After an hour Peconic Jeff arrived, and the building wind soon had most
of us switching out boards and sails, with me finally arriving at the 4.5/77
liter combo. By this time
Scott was on the water and Jon Ford arrived. By this time also the wind backed a little more
offshore, the inside became gusty, the outside overly choppy, and your editor
wimpy.
“I’m not having fun anymore,” I told Scott.
“I know, me neither,” Scott agreed. “I can’t see in this rain.”
“See? Who
needs to see? * We couldn’t
see before when it was Smooooooooothe!
It’s the bumps and the gusts that suck,” I said.
“Yeah well I like to see,” Scott insisted.
So the two of us derigged and left (along with Frank the
Marathon Man…he never takes a break) whilst late arrivals Jeff and Jon went for
the gusto.
I'd pinch a baby to get at some good waves. It has been since new years.
Congrats on your article too man.
Posted by: ralph | May 19, 2010 at 09:16 AM
I had fun! 3 hours wound out on the 4.0-Heckscher... Yay! And, yes, the raindrops hurt, but only added to my laughter as the squalls passed through! I swore it was hail.. :)
Posted by: Jill | May 19, 2010 at 05:15 PM
Yeah, at those speeds (wind speed plus board speed) rain can feel pretty darn hard! But what are we gonna do...not sail?
Ain't happening. Barring lightning, we sail!
Posted by: Michael | May 20, 2010 at 05:59 PM
r u saying im a wimp? a wind chimp wimp!!
Posted by: scott k. | May 21, 2010 at 07:25 PM