Open the window

A small window of opportunity opened up today as surf, tides and weather made a whole hour of pretty good surf. Smallish but well groomed, the little peaks sometimes broke off from the main peak at at Lowers and rolled a 100 yards or more, breaking down the line and all the way back to where I usually park my bike at the fire ring. Aside from a a few truant children mucking things up a bit, it was a nice session to stretch out and get a few long flowing turns over, around, and power floating the shoulder high walls that marched in precision all the way to the beach. I only did one hero walk but lots of long paddle backs, as I was more than ready today to open the window.

Like having left over birthday cake

Hot and glassy waves greeted me at Lowers today. Dwindling swell, but few people out in the line-up, balanced things out to provide a rather nice session. The break shifted a bit over to me at my favorite spot for a while today while the tide was coming in, leaving me with the best waves without much competition. As the crowd shrank to only 2, I popped up to the top of the point after a wave so long I elected to walk back up the point rather than paddle. I got a few lefts and a couple of hero waves right smack on the tip of the point. The full moon high tide started to swamp the waves and the crowds grew as it got warmer and warmer, but I knew I had gotten the best surf for today and left a happy camper . As I rode back up the black road, I thought it wasn't as good as the birthday waves I rode on Saturday, but I got the feeling that it was just like having left over birthday cake.

Surf-a-go-go!

Campfires are like incense in the morning at the beach in winter when the thermometer slips below 50. Dogpatch was cold, but really good, as West swells pummelled the point nonstop. Gasping for air a lot due to a certain lack of waves and conditioning this year, I still managed to make a non stop loop in across the point, ripping it up wave after wave, while avoiding the weekend crowd for the most part. Under stupid but fun things I did this morning were the over the falls floater take off and made, a couple of complete leave-the-wave aerial off the lips and and a power turn that literally killed the wave enough to duck under the lip. Not too shabby for the birthday boy, who, in spite of himself, takes another stab at the big point waves and finds it still surf-a-go-go!