Considering my experience the previous day, I decided to try higher tide again.
I paddled out and was again surprised at the relatively mellow power these seemingly nasty waves had underwater. I wasn't manhandled once in the ninety minute session, and some of the waves pouncing on me looked beastly. I know the tide is somewhat to blame, but in a session this long in El Salvador I can usually count on one shellshocking depth charge to inadvertently make me release my board underwater.
I thought I had a good line on a barreling left, but it was only a pause in the closeout. I got into position and saw the lipline before I got barreled, then immediately pulled through the wave and out the back. There was no sense in risking injury for zero chance of a reward.
I got a right on which I pigdogged but the barrel was so narrow that I barely fit. My millisecond of tunnel vision revealed a long chunk of lip throwing over, ruining any chance I had of making it.
I got a long left that turned fat pretty quickly. I was struggling to stay on the wave. When I finally reached the smackable section, I had to finesse it just to get any oomph out of it. I got some, but I still faded off the back.
It's maddening to see what you long to see as a surfer (offshore, barreling waves) but it's practically unsurfable because of the speed. When I spoke to the manager of the condo in which we're staying, he told me this is the worst year since he moved down from La Jolla in '09. He said it was likely due to the lack of rain not making the rivers break out and form sandbars as well as what looked like an El Niño year.
I paddled out and was again surprised at the relatively mellow power these seemingly nasty waves had underwater. I wasn't manhandled once in the ninety minute session, and some of the waves pouncing on me looked beastly. I know the tide is somewhat to blame, but in a session this long in El Salvador I can usually count on one shellshocking depth charge to inadvertently make me release my board underwater.
I thought I had a good line on a barreling left, but it was only a pause in the closeout. I got into position and saw the lipline before I got barreled, then immediately pulled through the wave and out the back. There was no sense in risking injury for zero chance of a reward.
I got a right on which I pigdogged but the barrel was so narrow that I barely fit. My millisecond of tunnel vision revealed a long chunk of lip throwing over, ruining any chance I had of making it.
I got a long left that turned fat pretty quickly. I was struggling to stay on the wave. When I finally reached the smackable section, I had to finesse it just to get any oomph out of it. I got some, but I still faded off the back.
It's maddening to see what you long to see as a surfer (offshore, barreling waves) but it's practically unsurfable because of the speed. When I spoke to the manager of the condo in which we're staying, he told me this is the worst year since he moved down from La Jolla in '09. He said it was likely due to the lack of rain not making the rivers break out and form sandbars as well as what looked like an El Niño year.
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