Photo of the Red Stripe in action by Justin Bruursema. Justin, Ken, and I made it for a post-Thanksgiving surf session between the pier heads at Muskegon. Before we left, the air temp was 26 with a windchill of 9 degrees. It may not need to be said, but it was cold. The wind was howling and made the paddle out bitter. The waves were soft for the most part, having a little size. But the chill was what I will remember most--ice fell off my suit when I poured warm water over me before changing. Oh, the adventure of surfing Lake Michigan. I can officially say fall is over and winter is here.