The prevailing wind pattern is so ingrained here that when it switches the waves become a ghost town.
I paddled out and was one of three people out. One guy was my neighbor and the other person out was a lady in her 40s. Eventually my neighbor went in and it was the lady and me. We gave each other plenty of space.
I was catching wave after wave. My first wave was the best wave. I managed a top turn and a slash on it before it fizzled on me.
Another highlight was a right I caught. I managed to do a top turn on it but blew it on the second one.
I was then alone for the last twenty minutes of my session.
My last wave was a right and I got a little zip out of my cutback, hit the whitewash well and came back around. I pumped around a section but there was nothing there.
It was a lot more manageable/makeable than yesterday but there was still plenty of power out there. I got my ass handed to me on a couple of occasions.
I paddled out and was one of three people out. One guy was my neighbor and the other person out was a lady in her 40s. Eventually my neighbor went in and it was the lady and me. We gave each other plenty of space.
I was catching wave after wave. My first wave was the best wave. I managed a top turn and a slash on it before it fizzled on me.
Another highlight was a right I caught. I managed to do a top turn on it but blew it on the second one.
I was then alone for the last twenty minutes of my session.
My last wave was a right and I got a little zip out of my cutback, hit the whitewash well and came back around. I pumped around a section but there was nothing there.
It was a lot more manageable/makeable than yesterday but there was still plenty of power out there. I got my ass handed to me on a couple of occasions.
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