Last Sunday we sailed at Hardings beach, on the Cape. It was prety clowdy in the morning, and not that windy. When I got there Steve was ready to go on his 6.2. Close to the beach the wind was mild, but you could see white caps at about 300 meters from the coast. I saw him shloging his way out, and suddenly take off. The wind was N to NW, strange direction for that spot, but it worked perfectly for speed runs. The sky cleared by mid morning, and I was really impressed with the beauty of this place. I'm really going to miss this place when I move to Chicago. Getting ready for more speed. My quiver for the day: Goya FXR 105 and Ezzy Wave 6.5.
Last Saturday we scored a 5.2 session at Chapin Beach, Cape Cod. I don't know if the pics are that good, if you haven't ben there you'll hace to use your imagination. The place has about 300 meters of flat water, and then some sweet shoulder high swell. By the time I got htere, Steve, Igor and other windsurfers were on the water... "It's perfect" said Steve, as he was comming back to rig his 4 something sail. It was nice to see that with the warmer temps, more people are showing up at the beach.
I started windsurfing as an excuse to visit my brother in Tarifa, Gibraltar, his usual windsurfing spot. The moment I stepped on a board I was hooked. I love windsurfing because it's fun, it took me to amazing places, and because I met wonderful people through the sport.
This is my story, I hope you enjoy it...