The Peconic Puffin Windsurfing Blog

Gale Warning! The Wolf Bleeds...

"3.4?" Jan cried, "then I can't sail!"

"It's up and down" I replied.

It was honking, with big swings in wind strength.  The consensus was that even though the holes in the wind meant shlogging with three meter sails, nobody could hold on to a 4.2 in the gusts.  At least not amongst the mortals.

I arrived late in the morning...around 11...to be greeted by the Wolf.  "Do you know you have blood coming down your face" I asked?  He knew.  And he was going back out sailing.  So much more impressive than me with my dinky scar on the side of the head a few weeks ago.  So I rigged the 3.4 and joined the crew that at various points included Scott, Frank, Christian, Jan and Bruce, Kurt, Fisherman, Jon, the Natalies, and Ye Bloody Wolf (who was fine, by the way.  Just colorful as always.)

Word was that the best conditions occurred before I arrived...steadier wind, I'm told, but the ramp angle was the best I'd seen at Sebonac all year.  Pure 45 degrees.  Pop and pop and pop!  Had my best jump of the year (3.4 under the board will do that to you) but gagging in the lulls was doing in my arms.   The wind died around 2 (died, as in went to 4.7 conditions) and many of us left, but those who stayed or arrived later got a second helping of nuke.

("That's our Commodore" Jan said of the Wolf. Photo by Scott.)

Scott Believes That We Shall Rip on Sunday (5 W's)

Who:  Puffins.  Wind Chimps.  Men of Wind and Water.   And Women (that all counts as one W.)

What:   Shall windsurf in 25+ mph winds.

When:  Sunday.  See the headline.

Where:  Well now that's always the question.   A list of the current options includes Meschutt, Cupsogue, Sebonac Inlet, Iron Pier, West Meadow, and Tiana.  

Why:  Because we need to.   In the words of Scott (Chimply Lord Scotworth, the Earl of Kielt):  "I NEEEEEED it.  GEEEVE IT TO MEEEEEE."

So keep an eye on the forecast.

Rip Rip Ripping

4.7 is my favorite sail size.  Yes it is yes it is yes it is.  You can have your 4.2 days (I'll take those too, actually, and everything else!) I like 4.7 best.

That's what we got at Sebonac yesterday.  Scott on his new 75 liter, plus the Wolf, Jonathan, Kurt, Rich, Jan and Bruce, Christian and Frank under the sun (blinding sun on starboard) in 25 gusting to 35 NW.  NW?  Yeah we shoulda been at Meschutt, where it might have been a teensy bit better, but still, Sebonac went off!   Towards the end of the afternoon the wind came up big time (4.2?  4.0?)...I didn't have the will to rerig, and thought about sailing overpowered, until Scott can flying through the inside, as fast as I've ever seen anyone sail, barely holding it together as he flew to the east side beach.  "That is some sailing" Jonathan said.   I thought I'd explode in that much wind, and so called it a day.*

*also I was getting cold in my 4/3 plus neoprene shirt.   Time to switch to the drysuit.

Today it is going to be windy

If you can get on the water, do it.   The Wind Chimp/Puffin collective is chirping about Sebonac Inlet and Meschutt.  Wet we shall be!

Lightning Strike Video

How cool is this (or how hot?  Look at the plasma lit in the air as the lightning fades!)