I checked D Street and it looked pretty blown out. I decided to give Pillbox a shot and when I checked it, it appeared to be doing its thing.
I paddled out and sat. Then sat. And sat some more. I'd miss a wave due to my line-up, so I'd paddle to the foam trail. Then, where I'd just been sitting, a macker appeared. AARRGGHH!
I caught a wave which had promise but it quickly closed out.
About a half hour (!) later, I had a good look at the wave of the day. I was a bit deep for it, but I thought I could get it. Just as I'm accelerating to catch the wave, I got wrapped up in a clump of seaweed. I tried to power through it, but I J U S T missed it. I let out an audible frustrated sound (rhymes with truck).
Ten minutes later, the wind came up and I decided to give up after close to an hour in the water. Pathetic!