Rode Montrose with Mike yesterday. It was blowing 25 knots or so at the crib (3 miles off shore), out of the South, wrong direction for Montrose. We had no choice though, we were both coming from work, so we took it. Between the dog beach and the jetty the wind was flaky and gusty, but past the jetty it was all good. I was on a 6.5 and 105, Mike was on his 7.5 and 140 (I think). His rig was too much once we were out there, so he sailed mostly inside.
I don't know how many more sessions I will have in Chicago, and one of the things on my bucket list was to make another run to the crib, so I gave it a shot: my first solo crib run, epic.
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The Crib, Chicago in the back |
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