I rode the beach cruiser all the way down to Harbor and back. There was something there, but it was very inconsistent. I sat on my bike with the GuyPod and accompanying speaker blasting out of the pack on the handlebars and watched it. I saw a decent two-wave set, but nothing else for five minutes. I biked south, then hoisted the bike over the jetty and onto the hardpacked sand. S. Jetty had barely anything, and N. Pier wasn't much better.
I was very close to making today a no-go, but I eventually talked myself into paddling out at Tyson. It had been more than two weeks since my last session and I wanted to wash the rust off.
The highlight of the day was the dry-hair paddle-out, brought to me by the small waves and the higher-percentage-than-normal wading vs. paddling ratio.
I caught about five waves total and they were all close-outs. The "best" was a left on which I got to pump once. I bailed after about forty-five minutes.