I took out the trash and recycling, grocery shopped, got gas, deposited checks, kitesurfed on The Cape for 2 hours, took Ben to his math tutor, mowed the lawn, packed, and made it onto a 4:20 bus to New York with Ben.
What's that saying? If you have something you want to get done, give it to a busy person? Or a kitesurfer. Kitesurfed, Waq Bay, SW, 8-22, 17M Zephyr/FLX 138. |
 O.K. there was a crowd at Yirrell Beach this time! I guess everyone wants to boost their immune system by drinking the sewer water. Maybe Deer Island could become a health spa. I know my immune system felt really, really good after this session. Yirrell Beach, Kitesurfed, E, 15-21, 14M Rally/ FLX138, with Kristof, Fred, Frank, Crazy Paul, Jean, Andrew, Shane, Others. Picture- Kristof kiting, Deer Island in background. Saturday- did some trash picking at the Pleasure Bay beach cleanup, lunched at Local 149 with Masskiting crew, hung out on Ytzen's unbelievable roof deck in Southie, got skunked at Yirrell with Frank, biked 20 miles with Barbara, nice day! |
This was the first weekday afternoon in 2 weeks that I could even think about taking a few seconds off from work to fly a kite, and it was windy in Boston! I couldn't believe it. I guess no one else could either 'cause I had Yirrell Beach to myself, just me and the Deer Island Waste treatment facility. Hey, there's nothing wrong with kiting in the shadow of Boston's biggest sewage plant. The water tastes fine. I drank plenty of it on my botched 720 attempts. There were no solids floating around that I could detect. Besides, don't they say that a little E. coli exposure makes the immune system stronger? Look at Crazy Paul. He lives and kites in Winthrop and he's as healthy as any crazy person I know. And I know a lot of crazy people. Probably anyone reading this blog for instance. (Sorry mom, not referring to you). Yirrell Beach, Kitesurfed, ESE, 11-21, 14M Rally/ FLX 138, Solo. Picture- Deer Island Egg Carton, image from the web. |
W Dennis was choppy and gusty but I had some, "Yeah Baby", moments. A beautiful day with a good crew of jokers. Jermy in picture with admirer. Kitesurfed, West Dennis, SW, WSW, 9-29, 10M Rally/Flx 138, with Frank, Andre, Colleen, Gregor, Jermy, Johhny D, Philip, Phil, Skyrocket, Others. |
| It was a great week of playing in the sandbox!! I kited 6 out of 7 days, surfed once, SUP'd twice. Last Day- Frank and I got out surfing in the morning, we all kited in the afternoon at Mile Marker 46. Superb finish to the week.  If I come here again--My back was sore for most of the week from the drive down. Don't be a hero. Take Advil during the drive. -Try the downwinder from Kitty Hawk kites to The New Inlet. -Or try launching from New Inlet to look for slicks. Watch out for Power lines. -Alligator River Nat Refuge- rent a kayak here to paddle with alligators on a no wind day. -Bring surfboard and SUP, don't bother bringing boat. -Mile Marker 46 is closest access to Gull Island in SW, only go to island with a group and a plan. It's waist deep about half way out then gradually gets overhead for second half. Island is a bird sanctuary, stay off island in Spring and Summer but sandbars and edges are fine. -Mile Marker 48 is closest access to Planet of the Apes. Can't walk out of the marsh to the road but can walk along the shore in the event of a breakdown. Not as risky as Gull Island. -Think about driving half way and kiting in Delaware or Maryland on first or last day. Maybe camp overnight. Look at EastKB.com kite map for launches. |
| I'm at Gull Island, 2 1/2 miles out from Hatteras, (launched from Mile Marker 46). I love it out here. Everywhere I look I see nothing but water, blue sky, beach grass, and every kind of seabird imaginable dive bombing me if I get too close. The paddle out takes 1 hour, paddling slow, with a light tail wind. As I'm paddling back I can see a very subtle darkening start to develop over Hatt. I wonder what it could be. From left to right the distant line of the coast, my destination, starts to blend into the sky. Fog. This is not good. I still have a long way to go. I paddle hard. When I'm at about the half way point the fog has come in so thick that I can only see several feet in any direction. I feel it when I breath. It's eerie, peaceful, beautiful. I pull out the camera for a pic.
"This is cool!", I think. "I'm an ancient mariner." I navigate by wind direction and chop. But I'm still paddling hard. It's about 1 mile to land. The thinking side of my brain knows that the wind could die or shift and I would have no orientation. It will be dark soon. I don't want to sleep on my board out here overnight, no pillow. I check the water depth every few strokes to make sure it's still getting shallower. I finally see land emerging out of the grey. I make a guess that I need to go left to find my truck but eventually realize that I'm in The Planet of the Apes, oops. I get back to the truck as the light is almost completely gone, 2 hours after leaving Gull Island. The fog is a little thinner and I can see a nearly full moon. It's a relief to be back! I didn't get my rest day, but I did squeeze some unexpected excitement out of a no-kite day. I had a trip into, The Twilight Zone. |
| Wednesday- Chimi House. Back Rolls. Everybody's doing em, yeah, yeah. Frank's got em, Stoke's got em, Skipper's got em, Alex tried a few. Back rolls, yeah, yeah. Everybody's doing em. SW, 14-23, Flx 138/14M Rally. |
Planet of the Apes- We're all having a blast weaving our way thru the maze of channels and slicks. I zip down one long channel, about 10 ft wide, straight downwind, not knowing if it's a dead end. I get lucky. At the end it turns and rejoins the sound. Walter waits to see if I make it out before he does it. He has good common sense.
I've been working so hard lately that my to-do lists have to-do lists. They have footnotes, sidebars and fully annotated bibliographies. But not this week! This week I'm in Hatteras. My to-do list says go kiting. I'm an indoor cat let out of the house. A jack in the box out of the box. I'm free! Ride down- 13 1/4 hours, 2 pee stops, 40 gallons gas. Saturday- Kite Point, dead offshore wind, slick water kiting in the shallows. Fantastic! E wind, 12-22. Sat Night- Free Naish clinic at Real with Jesse Richman and Naish crew. Nice to get tips from some of the best. This is a kiting mecca. |
 It was a dark and stormy day. The sky hung low with soft grey clouds bringing one last gasp of Winter's chilly breath. Scattered whitecaps punctuated the green canvas of the sea. Small waves were breaking out on the point. The air was expectant. Something was about to happen. Something big.Kitesurfing! Good ol Nor'easter wind, my favorite. I missed you all Winter old friend. Now that the warm weather is approaching we get honered with your presence. As if you can just blow in any old time and we'll gladly take you back. We will. You winds are fickle friends. Yirrell Beach, Kitesurfed, NNE, NE, 12-24, 12M Varial/FLX 138, with Frank, Brad, Colleen, Fred, Stoke, Jay. Click on pic to see full size. |
Got wind, got kiting, got happy. Sweet Summerlike session at Revere. I had a lot of good quality wipe out time. I felt like I was a crash waiting to happen. It could have something to do with using my Airush kite with my Slingshot bar. Or it could have just been one of those sessions. Good, clean fun. Revere, Kitesurfed, S, 10-23, 12M Varial/Flx 138, with Sandie, Paul, Skipper, Johhny D, Andrey, Marie? Others. |
Momomoy Island- Kiting 
out on the flats, sun shining off my eyeballs, I see three logs washed up into the shallows at the edge of a channel. "Oh cool", I think, "I'll see if I can jump em". As I approach they dive into the water. They're not logs stupid, they're seals, acting like logs. Oops sorry to scare you guys off of your lounge chairs.
As I close in on some sandbars, the seagulls screech and give me dirty looks as they ascend. I'm probably pissing off lots of fish too. Any sharks out here want to complain?
I guess I get what I deserve. After 2 great sessions plying the shallows and chasing wildlife, I return to my truck to see that a bomb has been detonated on my windshield. White chalky yuch is splattered like milk paint across the glass. I don't wash it off though. If it makes a few seagulls feel superior by having the last laugh, I'll oblige. I'm the adult here. Driving home squinting through seagull poop is the least I can do after scaring the wildlife all day. Like those seals sunning themselves. I still wish I could have jumped em.
Kitesurfed, Hardings, 12-25, 12M Varial & 14M Rally/Flx 136, with Frank, Sam, Gregor.
I told Brad that I would pay for today's long session tomorrow but I made a down payment tonight. Sprawled out on the couch like a stuffed animal post kiting, my rubber band leg muscles started to contract. Hey, that's not fair! They get me through my whole active day then start to complain and moan when I'm being nice to them. I think the rubber in there is getting a little old and brittle. I guess 6 Advil wasn't enough today. Mayflower to Chapin- I started at Mayflower early AM, went downwind to Chapin to catch the pre high tide kiddie pools, then back. I did it agian, after a long lunch, for the post high tide, but the wind dropped half way back. No complaints. It was a beautiful 1 mile walk back across the long outstretched arm of the sand bar, sun getting low, board slung over my shoulder with my leash. Not a bad end to a great day of slapping the kite monkey. Sure, I could have avoided my impending leg cramps by starting at Chapin to begin with but that doesn't really make any sense. There's no challange in that. OBX- It looks like I'll be going to Hatterass in a few weeks. I hope I have enough room in my little truck for all the Advil I'll need to bring. Kitesurfed, Mayflower & Chapin, NNW,N,NE, 8-25, 12M Varial/Flx 136, 14M Rally/Mako King, with Kristof, Brad, Jean, Frank, Sandie, Andrey, Colleen, Igor, Gregor, Robert, Skyrocket, Johhny D, Eric, many more. |
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