Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Chicago is on fire

Greenwood Beach, one of the prime wave riding spots near Chicago (Photo by Wavehog Chicago)
The guys in Chicago are having a killer fall season so far, with over 8 days of solid riding this month. Lake Michigan can deliver some epic conditions from the end of September until almost thanksgiving, and it's looking like this year will be a good one. The Lake may not have big predators, but has plenty of things to be scared about: frigid waters, strong currents, gusty winds and man-made obstacles that will chew your gear up. Definitely not for the faint of heart. 

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Finally a westerly

I was there from one til 3:30... Gusty!
Nice sesh at the Hatch yesterday. 4.7, 85 L. It was gusty but the 4.7 worked just fine, the sweet spot for the 85 L is between 4.7 and 4.2, the rig felt perfect for the conditions. But still I was slogging in the lulls. Hit a couple jumps, rode some nice swell... Good day!
Afternoon at the Hatch 
The river in gentle cycle

Saturday, October 4, 2014

The Fall is here

Sick session today at Rooster! The forecast was spot on, it blasted from early morning until around three. When I got there in the morning it was blowing E at 35. Rigged 4.2 and 85 L and got blown off the water. Rigged 3.7 and that was the ticket. East winds on the Gorge are tricky, and i keep saying that. You have to always be sailing as close hauled as you can or you end up way downwind, and down current. Anyway, by 2 it came down to about 30, maybe upper 20s, so I rigged the 4.2 again and got one more hour of pure fun.
In other news, the Fall season in Chicago is firing up and the guys there are hoping for a double sesh this weekend. Today they had crazy conditions at Michigan City, with side shore winds in the 30s and  massive swell. During this time of the year it is not rare to see three days in a row of wind in the 20s and waves in the teens, all you have to do is have the bowels to go out! Trust me, Lake Michigan in the Fall is no picnic. Well done Seeker and Little Bird!

Rooster Rock on a beautiful Fall day

Little Bird (Brian) tearing it up on Michigan City (Picture by Andrew, Wavehog Chicago)

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Manzanita


Scouting the Oregon coast today. Stoped at Manzanita, they say the place fires up when Portland gets hot, so let's see if something happens in the afternoon. Swell is small but that's fine, don't want to get my butt kicked my first time out.
Sunday update: So the wind showed up later on Friday, and Saturday I had stuff going on so I missed a killer day at Rooster. But today I scored at Jones! First time out there, 5.3 and 85 L, the place is weird, but works when the Gorge and the coast are dead.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Another one at Rooster

I caught the fading nuke fest. It was one of those days when every hour you have to go get something bigger. Which was ok because I got to try a lot of gear combos. Started with 72 and 3.7, that board is so slick! It was 40 gusting to 45 and I was lit up, but the board handles so well it's amazing. By 1 the wind dropped to 35 so I went to the 86 liter Goya one. After the 72 liter,  the 86 felt big and smooth, still love that board. Grand finale was 85 and 4.7, again lit up til it dropped to mid 20s so I called it a day. 

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Rooster Rock

Have you ever done something you are not exactly proud of in order to go windsurfing? My wife calls this "an unhealthy attitude towards windsurfing", which she says is what I have. I'll reflect on the things I've done, you reflect on yours, but I'm pretty sure that except for a few, I'd do them again for a great sesh, and I'm afraid so would you. 
Great sesh at Rooster Rock, the Pearl of the West Columbia, where the Easterlies hit hard. The walk to the water through the pool of mud is well worth it.

Where's the water?

I ducked the crap out of my 6.5 today (didn't nail this one BTW)

Sunday, August 31, 2014

My right foot

I messed up my foot yesterday playing soccer. The details of the incident are irrelevant but involve being old and brittle. This morning I tried to go out on my 85 and 5.2, and my foot complained. A lot. Now I'm sitting at Stevenson watching the wind blow and barely standing on my sausage foot. Oh well, I missed a good day, there will be more...
This is Stevenson, WA. Gotta try this spot...