
This is me on the Kona. The water is about 60ºF now, so I don't need the big suit of blubber you see me wearing in this picture.
The Kona One is a nice looking board. The hibiscus flowers aren't the most masculine colors, I suppose, but I'm not in this sport to be Arnold. I'm out on the water, partially, to be with nature, so the flowers fit into that. The padded surface does bruise easily. It accumulated several nicks on its first outing. I'm sure the beach would be a kinder, gentler place for a Kona, but, alas, this is the Hudson, Baby. Only the strong survive, and nothing survives without a few bruises.
The Kona is the easiest board I've ever sailed. I think my biggest and best observation is that I don't notice it much. I don't notice its width or length. It basically does what I want without any lip. (Sorry, the correct term should be “rail”.) It's remarkably easy to sail. It jibes very easily, you just push yourself past the wind direction and flip the sail around. The Kona isn't tough to tack either. It's the first board I've sailed where it felt like an extension of me. I'm not just sailing it, it's almost like a tool that responds underneath me.
My big beef is with the daggerboard. That system with the two rubber gaskets just doesn't work so well. The daggerboard gets stuck between the gaskets and there isn't much you can do about it except keep moving it up and down. I'm also not in love with the daggerboard post. it doesn't lend itself well to getting flipped bak and forth with one's feet. The system on my old F2 Strato was much better. It was easy to push down and pull up with ever using one's hands. The slot also didn't have any rubber gaskets. Now I hear the lack of gaskets allows water to spray up through the slot at higher speeds, but I never noticed that happening.
All this sailing has been done in flatwater, mostly non-planing conditions. I only got the Kona up to a plane once with my 7.0 sail. I've been holding off using my 8.5 Sailworks Retro, but I think the time has come. Yeah, I'm a little conservative with my new equipment I want to try one thing, then another, then another. Next low-wind session I break out the new sail.
I actually got out briefly last Tuesday. My wife was in the hospital with the newborns, so I decided to get out for a few. It didn't work out well. The weather was warning of storms, but around Peekskill the sky was quite nice. As i sailed out from the jetty a storm rolled over Dunderberg Mountain. I zipped back to the cove and waited. I enjoyed a pleasant showed talking to Lorraine, one of the older people who tend the boat landing. She was under her umbrella but I got rained on. Heck, I was already wet. After about fifteen minutes the rain went away. I uphauled, did a couple of tacks to get out of the cove, then, “Boom!” Thunder!
That ended that. The good part is that the river is now warm enough for my thin wetsuit, which is half of a two-piece diving suit. I wear the farmer john part, which is like a pair of overalls, and my arms are nice and free.




