I didn't put a spot name in the title of this post because I paddled out south of Wisconsin Street and went in, after about an hour, at the pier. It's not the fastest I've traveled on what I call the longshore express, but it was getting close.
As a first, I was accompanied by Raquel, Lucia, and Chucho on my walk down to the water and they watched me paddle out. I walked south to counteract the effect of the current. By the time I perched, they were distant figures set against the morning sun's glare.
The waves were coming in at a pretty extreme S angle. Five or so degrees more to the south and it would've bypassed SD County completely (may still have hit Point Loma though). I caught a quick left and I kicked out immediately, as what little corner I thought I had failed to open up. The waves were coming in fast and strong, and with this angle that leads to a very sectiony, almost always unmakeable experience.
The highlight of the session by far was a wave I caught late. I pumped, made it around the section and found a great spot and SMASHED it. As I came up a grom made eye contact with me and smiled.
Once I got too close to the pier I was over it. The option to paddle through the pier isn't a good one with this much water moving around. Add in all of the Sunday morning fishermen's lines out, it's extra treacherous. I thought about going in and paddling out farther south but I just didn't have the time to do so.
As a first, I was accompanied by Raquel, Lucia, and Chucho on my walk down to the water and they watched me paddle out. I walked south to counteract the effect of the current. By the time I perched, they were distant figures set against the morning sun's glare.
The waves were coming in at a pretty extreme S angle. Five or so degrees more to the south and it would've bypassed SD County completely (may still have hit Point Loma though). I caught a quick left and I kicked out immediately, as what little corner I thought I had failed to open up. The waves were coming in fast and strong, and with this angle that leads to a very sectiony, almost always unmakeable experience.
The highlight of the session by far was a wave I caught late. I pumped, made it around the section and found a great spot and SMASHED it. As I came up a grom made eye contact with me and smiled.
Once I got too close to the pier I was over it. The option to paddle through the pier isn't a good one with this much water moving around. Add in all of the Sunday morning fishermen's lines out, it's extra treacherous. I thought about going in and paddling out farther south but I just didn't have the time to do so.
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