Red Hook splashed last night with Brooklyn’s SUP Clinic, rowing NYC’s spring at a pier. Paddler Mia Chen taught balance as 40 glided, a $25 class for board kids. It’s borough oars—pure BK vibe, waves hot. A kid tipped a plank; a pro stroked smooth. ‘Brooklyn paddles—this is it,’ Chen says, hauling boards. The water turned course.
The clinic’s fresh—March 23’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing docks by 3 p.m. Chen’s a Williamsburg rower; last night’s crowd hit max—paddles dipped. A latecomer nabbed a board; seals popped—NYC grit glowed. Laps hit five—water ruled. #BKSUP trended; Queens wants a splash.
Some griped—’Too wet,’ sniped a newbie, dodging waves. Tide tugged—strokes slipped; grit held. A rival’s pitching a Greenpoint row, splitting boards. Still, 50 stayed—waves reigned. Red Hook’s never paddled so bold.
Chen’s teasing a race, maybe a night run if spring bites. ‘NYC’s coast—this rides it,’ she says, packing gear. The clinic’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets glide. It’s a paddle rush; join the next. Bring a towel—wet calls.