Hot Damn! Or is it Cold Damn! Either way, that's windy! I was not there myself to be so overpowered, but Frank and Scott were. Huge warm (50ish) winds from the south drew those who could make it to Mattituck. Following the text feed from Chimply Lord Scottworth (the Earl of Kielt) Frank arrived first, pronouncing the conditions "4.2 and no ice". Well that works! Scott soon joined him, sailing for about an hour before he was duly blown off the wet Peconic*. "Thermonuclear" he pronounced it…also shallow (low tide) quite a ways out. Mattituck is usually good for ramps, but give the wind strength keeping the boards on the water was the priority.
I haven't sailed in two months. Argh! Glad for them though…
*"Wet Peconic" at Mattituck. A quarter mile east word is the bay was frozen. So place that water temp around 33!
(In the distance we see Frank sheeted out in the big winds, as viewed by Scott from his chariot.)
Leave a Reply