The waves of the day

Easter crowds have come and gone with the addition of some very good surf, much to the dismay of all the little groms sitting in class. I just did the Old Man's thing, because of the SW swell in the water, and the inside bowl at low tide did not disappoint. After a couple of back to back absolutely perfect walls I was just wheezing like a race horse at the wire, but certainly in just a few minutes lucked into the waves of the day.

There were plenty to go around.

Spring Fling as Easter Break unleashed the hordes in record numbers. I bit the bullet and traveled to Middles, about as far as one can go to escape the kids on spring break.. The Crowds were there but it was such a nice little swell it didn't matter. I got several nice ones, several got me, and at least there were plenty to go around.

Lines, peaks, tubes and everything in between

Well, if I am becoming a fair weather surfer, today was the day for it. With Springtime blossoming everywhere and the sun shining down, Lowers should have been a full boat on a picture perfect Sunday, and yet it was not. I had the pick of the litter, providing little lips to duck under, and big broad lefts to carve. The Multi swell thing produced lines, peaks, tubes and everything in between.

Perfect Toontown surfing

When 50 Dophins greet me as I paddle out into perfect little Lower Trestles, I have to pinch myself hard to see if I am dreaming. Turns out it was just a fairy tale type of adventure on a windless glassy uncrowded Lower Trestles at 3PM in the afternoon. Little rippers and a couple tubes to boot made me wish it would never end. But school let out and the kiddies all showed, but for a while, it was perfect Toontown surfing.

Grey ghosts

Nature's favorite joke is to paddle out into a pretty sunshine filled morning of surf only to have it turn into a sea of pea soup right before your eyes. Such was today, as a near prefect morning deteriorated rapidly into a sea of fog, where you can't see the shore or the waves coming for that matter. I managed to get a few but I grew weary quickly trying to hunt down the grey ghosts.

Get waves like that anytime!

King of the Hill...not. ! 100 blokes were trying to kill each other at Lower's on one of those special EPIC days, so I opted to head down to Old Man's and slip into a little spot called "Last Resort" at the end of the break. At the 0' low tide, even ol' "Old Man's" was firing, making 100 yard plus runs down the point in a rather fashionable style. I tore the place up and after 3 waves I got better surf than a whole season at Huntington. Maybe not king today, but I am more than willing to play the Joker to get waves like that anytime!

A breath of fresh air

When all else fails, Lowers can spit out waves when every place else can't. With springtime in the air, the conditions shimmered and shined out a beauty of a morning, and I got a few little rollers at my little spot off of Lower Trestles. I suppose I could of tried harder, but for the most part I just waited patiently and every 20 minutes or so I got a wave that was as shiny as the conditions. In terms of what we have had lately, it was just a breath of fresh air.