Six months to the day since my last wave sesh (when I got bit by a sea snake) I returned, 4.2 conditions at The Bowl. Only my second windsurfing session of the year so I was way out windsurfing shape AND wavesailing confidence, but what the hell...I sailed to exhaustion (embarrasingly early exhaustion, but when I knew I wouldn't be up for a swim back I called it a day.) Bruce, Frank, Scott, the Wolf, Fisherman, Peconic Jeff, Jon, John and I got to play.
After the first 30 minutes Scott came up to me on the beach. "Did you see my big air?" I had not. "Damn...nobody saw it. I was looking down at 15 feet!" Scott is an excellent jumper, so I believe him. Then there was my epic jump! Not. I had two decent midsized, which was fine for nervous out of shape me. After I left Bruce got munched on the outside by a large wave (the largest were logo high) breaking his mast and extension. Swam it all back in, he did. Maybe he'll be at the swap meet next Saturday looking to replace.
I had a much less dramatic gear loss...coming back to the beach on what I'd already decided was my last run, I hit a sand bar just off the beach...my fin popped out (so much better than breaking the fin box). Anybody finds a 9" fin at the Bowl: I will sing you a song for its return!
(Top: view from my helmet cam. Middle: Fisherman works it left. Bottom: The Wolf goes back side. Fisherman and Wolf photos by Jeff Schultz.)
Fun session! I posted a few more photos here: https://twitter.com/jeffdschultz/status/728962244176969728
Posted by: Jeff Schultz | May 08, 2016 at 12:02 PM