What a bust. What a disappointment. Januarys used to be good! Who can forget the craziest launch on the east end? The secret mission to Robins Island? Great times in January!
It’s true I missed a session at the Bowl (it would have probably been my favorite sesh of the year) and several wave-SUPing days with the Wolf, but still. All I have to show for January is one day at Sebonac. Which is a lot better than none but nowhere near as good as four, you know what I’m sayin’?
(It’s gotta be really cold for snow to stick to a black mast. So what? Photo of me derigging at snowy Ponquogue in some yesteryear by Peconic Jeff.)
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