Surfing Ruined My Life

February 2020 Surf Sessions

2-29-20 No Surfing: 2-3+ ft
Miles Driven: 78
The wind switched onshore early and though I made multiple checks nothing was enticing enough to get me in the water.

2-28-20 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, Hammonds
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 21
Miles Driven: 10
To my pleasant surprise I awoke to the buoys showing some west on them and a perfect angle and period for town. I started at Hammonds, though inconsistent there were three wave chest to head high sets coming through every fifteen minutes with only three guys out. With the way this winter is going there hasn’t been many days in town and most likely won’t be too many more. I took the bird in the hand and paddled. Minus the inconsistency I got on and tear and had a rip fest. Hammonds is a wave that can make any surfer feel incredible. I heard the Ventura beaches were good too. Rest of the day was spent fixing dings. Later that night we all rounded up and went to the Wild Cat.

2-27-20 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Santa Clara Rivermouth
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 32
Miles Driven: 64
Well it was offshore and barreling when I checked it. It was even offshore for my first few waves. All of which I wasted failing to make a tube. Then when I was finally getting in tune with the pace Angers showed up and brought the wind with him. In a matter of minutes the line up was trash. We forced out a session regardless and both of us managed a few. I heard it cleaned up in the evening not that it mattered cause I was up to my elbows in dong repair. Yes in case you are wondering I am back into the surfboard repair business. If you need something done feel free to hit me up. You will find my pricing more then competitive.

2-26-20 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Sliver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 26
Miles Driven: 78
There was some new south in the water and with off shore winds I headed to River Mouth hoping for some serious combo action. It would have been fun except that the wind changed as soon as I was checking it. I looked at New Jetty, but it was packed with like 30 guys on it. On a wing and a prayer I headed to the Strand. Though high there was an occasional chest plus set getting in at the ship and the wind was still off shore. No one was out and not wanting to get skunked by the wind I decided to paddle and make the most of it. As it turned out it was really fun and I managed a few barrels. Then the wind went south as the tide dropped and the crowd started to show up. I got a few more and called a day. The rest of my day was spent fixing dings.

2-25-20 PM Session: 3-4+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 29
Miles Driven: 78
A day of off shore winds coupled with a five foot high tide mid day.  The forecast looked as though the wind would hold up the majority of the day.  I decided to head down around noon just on the back end of the tide.  Ryan go to the Ship before me and said it looked a bit small and inconsistent leading him to ride his softie.  When I got there the tide must have just got where it needed to be cause I saw chest to head high tubes up and down the beach.  Right off the bat I nabbed a left that was a nice little back door then followed it up with a free fall right tube.  After a half hour in the wind went south adding a bit of chop on the face yet it was still rather manageable.   There were still a few tubes to be had as well, although a bit harder to negotiate out of.   Then it went off shore again for a few before coming up out of the west.  At this point I spent an hour floating around trying to get a good last one in.

2-24-20 AM Session: 3-5+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 28
Miles Driven: 78
With a little extra swell on the buoys there was enough to allow Indicator to break this morning.  It was still a bit on the small side for my liking and had a bit of morning south funk on it.  Ryan called and let me know that the Ship was looking head plus and fun despite the fat tide.  I met him and Angers there and sure enough it was the cleanest I have seen the place in a while.  It was a bit fat and lumpy with the tide, but when a solid set rolled through it still looked pretty darn fun.  I paddled and got a few decent ones off the pipe.  My back was feeling very tender today and was limiting the level of performance for me.  Add the backwash and I was struggling.  This back is really starting to put a damper on my surfing.  If anyone out there can help please reach out.  I knew the window of cleanliness was going to be short since it was already beginning to blow at my house when I left SB.  On most days I can figure that means I have a bout an hour and half before its going to blow out Ventura.  Like clockwork that wind came trashing the line up in under an hour.  I was determined to put together one last good ride before leaving.  At this point with all of the factors against me it was not an easy feat.  On my last one I comboed a top turn to end section hit that on a normal day would be a throw away for me.  Considering how much of a hindrance my back was I had to take it in as good one. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.

2-23-20 AM Session: 4-6+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 11
Miles Driven: 78
At the very least there was some size out there when I got down to the beach.  With three different short period wind swells in the water and a steady WSW wind it was very jumbled out there.  Coupled with all the rips of a fast dropping tide and it was a struggle out there.  Angers and I paddled the Ship and right off the bat I managed a few fun ones.  Then the crowd got on it and as low tide set in finding the good ones were very hard.  When I waited on the outside I was always out of position.  When I tried to catch the double ups I was constantly cleaned up by the out side ones.  When I did find a good one to take someone was always deeper.  It was also freezing out there as well as on the beach.  I managed a few decent ones.  I would have surfed longer except that on my last one I looked back toward the beach and noticed that my lady was freezing.  Considering the fact that I wasn’t having all that great of a time anyway I decided to call it a day.   For lunch we ate at the Mexican food restaurant Yolandas.  As soon as we walked in the door the place was as cliche as it gets.  The food was just about as bad.  I would recommend avoiding the place at all costs.  Oh and its rather expensive for what it is.

2-22-20 AM Session:2-4+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hr
Waves Surfed: 26
Miles Driven: 78
There was some fresh NW wind swell in the water making the ship bowly. Angers and I paddled and it started out fun enough. As the tide dropped and the wind picked up out of the south it steadily turned to trash, borderline not surf-able. It was tough to even find a fun one in. Rest of my day was spent making pizzas for a wedding at Carr Winery.

2-21-20 AM Session: 2-3 ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 10
Miles Driven: 64
The NW had just about dropped out leaving just some minor SW in the water.  Hoping that the Harbor would channel what ever energy was out there I drove down south.  It was rather gutless and the wind was light south.  Ryan showed up and we decided to paddled New Jetty hoping it might get better with the tide.  Instead the wind got harder and four annoying randoms decided to show up and clog the peak.  Between the wind and lack of consistency I was getting rather cold out there.  Considering the sets were hardly worth waiting for I decided to forgo my twenty wave minimum and call it day.  Tonight I am playing my Sax at the Wild Cat Lounge in downtown Santa Barbara at 8pm with Kevin Eleven if anyone is interested.  Come on out it should be a fun show.

2-20-20 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 22
Miles Driven: 64
With another healthy dose of NW/SW combo I found myself right back at New Jetty making sense out of the walled with corners waves on offer.  The crowd was light for there and with the wind already up out of the south I wasn’t left with too many other options.  I was making the most out of what was out there doing my thing.  A size-able left came right to me and I paddled for it.  This other dude whom I know and have been surfing with for years out there decided to paddle me for it.  I got the best of him catching the wave.  When I paddled back out he got all in my face wanting to fight over a chest high close out.  At first I thought he was kidding cause I knew the guy and he literally had said high and smiled at me twenty minutes prior.  He continued barking and his angry demeanor proved other wise.   I was absolutely dumbfounded considering I had waited three sets for that wave and it was my turn.  The whole thing just about ruined my surf.  Then the ass decides to paddle over to me towards the end of my session to try and apologize for his actions.  I caught the next wave and ripped it to the beach.  Fuck that shit and people with that attitude.  I am not the problem in the line up.  There are way worse crowd enemies then myself.  The rest of my day was spent in Fillmore working a wedding.

2-19-20 PM Session: 3-4+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 20
Miles Driven: 78
The swell was way down today excpet for some minor west north west.  The points were all small and so was Strand.  River Mouth was walled and New Jetty was fast mixed corners at best.  Dredge had an alright wave, yet once again way too crowed for what was out there.  I went back to New Jetty and just suited and paddled.  Though most of the sets were walled the crowd was light and there was an occasional left that would break off a rip that formed next to the Jetty after each set of close outs.  It was far from the ideal, but I can make lemonade out of lemons with the best of them.

2-18-20 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 2.5 hrs
Waves surfed: 30
Miles Driven: 78
At this point the stress of being recently unemployed finally set in and I was feeling very down to say the least.  I had a look at the Harbor.  It was walled, the pump was going and New Jetty as is norm was crowded and looked kind of shitty too.  I got word from Angers that Strand was so so and that he wasn’t surfing.  Ryan as at Dredge and about to paddle.  Dredge had a decent wave, but was packed.  Not one wave went by not ridden.  Guys were scrapping, back paddling and burning.  On top of that there were another ten surfers suiting up.  Over it I rolled over to Strand.  Angers didn’t say it was flat after all.  To my luck the Ship had some chest high sets and was clean an bowly.  Turned out it was a skate park out there.  I shared the line up with just one other guy.  it quickly turned into a rip fest and was just the surf I needed to adjust my mood.  Later that evening I had tickets for my lady and I to see Diane Reeves at the Lobero theatre.  I had not seen a decent Jazz act in years and she did not disappoint.  What a great show.

2-17-20 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 21
Miles Driven: 78
Since I missed yesterday I was charged up to surf.  The fact that Angers was back in town frothing at the bit only stoked me up more.  The buoy had some fresh steep wind swell that just screamed the Ship.  It was solid chest plus with the occasional head high set.  Some where kind of stretched making it more of a race track then a skate park.  Still there were some really good ones especially right off the Ship.  There was a healthy crowd out.  I knew and like surfing with almost all of them so it didn’t matter all that much.  Plus there were plenty of waves to go around.  After the surf I took my girl by Tar Pits in Carp.  She had never been there even though she grew up in SB.

2-16-20 No Surfing: 2-3+ ft
The reports and buoys were all deplorably small.  This worked out in my best interest since I was too hung over even to walk till around three.  Ryan paddled North Strand and said he got some fun chest plus ones.  Meanwhile I was just stoked not to throw up.  In the words of Roger Murtaugh “I’m getting too old for this shit”.

2-15-20 AM Session: 3-4+ ft, River Mouth
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 20
Miles Driven: 64
Between the foggy mornings, south wind and first south swell of the season I fear the ground hog was wrong and winter is over.  As par for the course I found myself staring at the Santa Clara River bars.  At the moment the army corp is dredging the harbor spewing out hundreds of gallons of dirty bottom water and muck into the line up there.  My rule is if they are pumping then I am not surfing, but if they are just moving sand around and the pump is off I will paddle.   In past years I have had really bad sinus, ear and eye infections from this process.  There were lots of close outs, but every now and then a south set would come in and cause a cross up.  There was a bar just north of the River Mouth that seemed to be trying to make an organized A-frame.  No one was on it and thus I paddled.  Between the rips, large close out sets and currents keeping position was no easy task.   I definitely did a lot of work to get my twenty waves.  I heard Dredge was fun again though crowded.  The rest of my day was spent in the Clarks Surfboards shaping bay with Gabe finishing another stellar batch of boards.  Finally the night was ended at the Wild Cat’s Red and Black Ball.  I have not missed one in ten years and they actually used Bizarro and I in one of the promotions for it this year.  We all celebrated a tad too hard ending up in full Fancytown.  An after party at the Lisanti Palace went down and then I blacked out.  Good times.

2-14-20 AM Session: 3-5+ ft, Dredge
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 18
Miles Driven: 64
After hearing about how good the Dredge has been all week, all winter for that matter and with few other options I decided to bite the bullet and fight the crowd for a few runners.  Lucky it appeared the bulk of the pack was on the way out as I was suiting up.  Unfortunately right behind those guys was a crew of guy as well.  As it turns out I knew the majority of this shift and easily fit into the rotation.  I managed a few good ones before I happened into one of the better waves of the session.  After that I decided to scrap around the inside as to not piss anyone off cause I am sure the local guys out there were not pumped to see me get such a good ride.  As the tide was dropping this wedgey little left reform double up that was trying to barrel below sea level.  I gave that whirl but found it to be more effort then it was worth ultimately paddling back to the main peak.  I had a good time despite the pack.  The rest of my day was spent in the shaping bay of Clarks Surfboards with Gabe.  From there it was a mad dash home for a little Valentines day supper with my fiance.

2-13-20 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 3 hrs
Waves Surfed: 26
Miles Driven: 30
Sometimes I just need to surf Rincon and when it’s chest plus, clean and good lines with a light crowd how could anyone pass it up.  I guess about twenty more guys had the same idea as myself cause between checking and changing It got a bit busy for the consistency up top.  There were some really good ones, but it was also close to twenty minutes between good set waves an on top of that they were hitting all over the point making it even harder to get a good one.  Crowd upstanding it was also a luck game.  Straight out of the gates I got into a solid grove and found a few really fun ones.  Then I took a close out and got completely out of sync with sets and spent over an hour taking the wrong ones.  I was going to leave as the wind came up, but the crowd dropped with it.  Since there were only four of us left and still plenty of solid ones I decided to hang out for another hour and find a few more.  I ended up getting one from Indicator to high Cove and then one all the way through to Cove to quit on.  You can’t really shake a stick at that.

2-12-20 AM Session: 3-5+ ft, Santa Clara River Mouth
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 19
Miles Driven: 78
There was some new swell on the buoy this morning.  Once again we were fighting a 5 ft high tide at 11:30.  I decided to head out early to get the incoming push and off shores.  As always when I make an attempt at surfing early everything goes against me.  All was looking good till I got to about Faria Beach on the 101 where traffic was nearly at a stand still.  As it turns out there was a gnarly truck accident earlier in the morning causing the two right lanes to be closed for clean up.  Whatever happened it must have been gnarly cause they had a crane loading up pieces of the truck onto the bed of another truck when I was passing by around one.   I lost an hour to this traffic debacle.  I got to the Harbor and it was rather busy with cars parked everywhere.  When I came over the dunes there were mixed peaks from River to Knoll with about thirty guys spread out among them.  The largest concentration at the Knoll.  New Jetty had about six guys on it, though it looked pretty walled and there were a handful of guys trying there luck on the Bounce at South Jetty.   The wind was off shore and there were some solid head high plus sets and the occasional walled out clean up set.  It was pretty inconsistent and looked hit or miss.  That plus the crowd I decided to give a Strand a look.  It was way too high and way smaller for it to be good there.   Back to the Harbor I went, by this time the wind had veered south to my utter disappointment.  Left with no other options I paddled a peak just north of the River Mouth and had a torn up left to myself.  Everyone bailed as soon as the wind came up.  There were some really decent lefts coming through, but between a very strong rip and a south drift coupled with big clean up sets and no one being out holding position was tough.  I ended up having to paddle pretty much the entire session to be even remotely close to being in the right spot.  More times then not I found myself in the wrong spot and was only able to capitalize on one out of three sets that came in.  On my last wave I almost broke my board and my neck boosting a close out section that rolled onto the dry sand.  Lucky both of us came out unscathed and on that note I decided to call it a day.

2-11-20 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 21
Miles Driven: 78
The tides coordinating with the off shore winds and swells has really be out of sync all season.  If we would have had today’s wind with yesterday’s swell at the Strand it would have been all time.  Alas that is not the way of things.  With a six and half foot tide at ten thirty I was not about to try and beat the tide.  My plan was to wait it out and hope the wind held.  I got to Strand around one and it was a bit smaller then I would have liked and still pretty fat at the Ship.  I saw a few come through and knew it would only get better as the tide dropped.  Also I had feared that the wind could switch at any moment considering it was already hard on shore in Ventura.  I started in the south bowl and got a few small ones.  Then there was a flurry of chest high bowls with some little tubes.  This Aussie guy out with me said “I think its getting better mate”.  With those cursed words the wind went North then North west and then howled within twenty minutes.  I was only half way through my wave count.  I paddled over to the Ship which takes the wind slightly better then the bowl and got on the twenty wave grind.  There was some dude out on a body board with fins on the bottom stand up surfing better then I was considering the deplorable conditions.  Winter, where did you go?

2-10-20 PM Session: 2-3 ft, Emma Wood
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 26
Miles Driven: 90
I was supposed to work today.  Upon waking I found that it was canceled.  With no work I cruised south.  There was some steep swell on the buoys and I figured maybe despite the six foot high tide at ten there may be something to ride at the beaches.  The Harbor had waves.  They have started the spring dredging of the shipping channel dumping really dirty sediment on the beach and in the water.  The smell of the water was nauseating just standing on the dunes checking it.   I headed to Strand where it was solid, but a bit fat and wonky not to mention some on shore winds.  It was surf-able though not optimal.  A few guys were paddling the North End and in hindsight that is where I should have went as well.  Instead I was hoping that there was enough WNW in the water to allow for the points to be good.  They were tiny.  I didn’t feel like driving all the way back to Strand. AJ was at Emma getting a few on his fish and I decided to join him.  The tide was going out fast and draining to a -1.5.  It didn’t take long till it was way too drained to even surf.  I did get a few left hits I was happy with and one little right tube.  The lesson of the day is “A bird in the hand is better then two in the bush.

2-9-20 AM Session: 4-6+ ft, San Simeon Creek
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 17
Miles Driven: 0
I woke up and looked out the window of my hotel to see solid surf at San Simeon beach and off shore winds.  When greeted with surf like that one would have to be crazy to look around.  There were only four guys out and with the exception of the occasional wash through set I saw lots of tubes out there.   With three different swells in the water, a NW wind swell, some WNW ground swell and a minor south waves were everywhere.  The key was to find just the right combo of swells that made for some wedgy lines.  I was out there and managed to find some really solid ones.  The water was freezing as was the stiff off shore breeze making staying warm in a 4/3 a bit tough.  I think hooded 4/3 or a 5/4 with a hood would have been optimal.   I fought the cold as best I could, but ultimately it got the best of me.  I got a double barrel on a left and fell on an air attempt on the close out.  That was good enough for me thus I called it a day.

2-8-20 AM Session: 3-5+ft, Mill Creek, Big Sur
Time in Water: 1.5 hr
Waves Surfed: 20
Miles Driven: 76
As it turned out I had no work for the weekend and the surf report was looking rather small for the Ventura/Santa Barbara area. On a whim my lady and I decided to go up to Cambria for the weekend for a bit of surf and relaxing. Once again the tide was super high. In the mood for adventure we went into Big Sur. Willow Creek was solid yet all over the place and there were about five guys out with another ten in the lot changing. I didn’t travel way up north to sit in a pack. Instead I cruised to one of my more secrets spots in the vicinity, Mill Creek. There are actually a few waves there. Today I got to surf a left reef which was working and I had not surfed it in probably six years. Though a little torn up from the outer winds there was about an hour window where it was really fun till the tide drained out too much. The rest of the day was spent chilling in nature.

2-7-20 AM Session: 1-2+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 20
Miles Driven: 78
After the grind of a week I had I decided to sleep in knowing the tide was a whopping six foot and the swell was down. Light winds were forecasted all day, not that one can ever rely on that. I headed to Strand cause there was some steep swell on the buoys and I got word the north end was chest high. The Ship was pretty small, maybe knee to waist high at best. This dude Cici I know was paddling and convinced me to as well. I grabbed my grovel board and found a few bowls just off the Ship. It was tiny but I made the most of it. Besides it was a rather nice day out so why not surf. The rest of my day was spent running errands.

2-6-20 No Surfing: 2-3+ ft
I had to work a 14 hour day at work today. Not that it matter cause from what I heard it was pretty lackluster and small anyway. There was a moment of excitement on my second gig of the day where a gas grill blew up on me on site. As it turned out there was an extra butane tank being carelessly stored under the flat top where all the heat is transferred. I didn’t see it when I lit it up and when the tank reached the kindling point it blew up. Luckily there was a fire extinguisher close by. The situation was pretty gnarly and resulted in a melted table and broken grill.

2-5-20 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 21
Miles Driven: 64
After work the wind was on tbe lighter side prompting me to make a run for the VTA beaches. Considering there meager swell left in the ocean and the drained out tide it was my best bet. The Harbor was my first stop. The River Bars were tattered, New Jetty had a surf-able wave coming through in the middle of the beach and peeling right towards the rocks. One guy was out and it looked fun enough for my purposes. I paddled and after a few minutes the other guy bailed leaving me all alone. I can’t remember the last time such a feat has happened to me over there. It didn’t last long. With in a half hour I was mobbed my fifteen groms since we are in the generation where it is cool to call all your friends and crowd the line up. Still, despite there annoying antics I got mine and left. Later that night Biz and I cooked a grand Birthday dinner at our place in honor of or birthdays, Adela’s and Alfie.

2-4-20 PM Session: 1-3 ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 18
Miles Driven: 30
It was my 39th borthday today. Yeah, Im getting up there. None the less I still make the greatest attempt to channel my inner from, today being case in point. The surf was down and wind up leaving very few options. Robbie was looking at a very sad Little ‘Con, while I using my imagination at Rincon made the call to paddle. There were a few waist plus waves at River Mouth, Robbie met me for the birthday grovel and we paddled. I took my fish and we made the most of it though the water and air were a tad bit chilly. It was a one drift down the point affair, but I was stoked to get a few waves. Later that evening my lady and I were supposed to go out to a fancy dinner but instead ended up hanging out with Chef Micheal Hutchings and pastry Chef Christine Dahl. Instead we got Chinese food and you can’t shake a stick at that.

2-3-20 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, Little Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 24
Miles Driven: 41
Today started my corporate client week of hell.  That’s right, every morning I am up at six to get lunch out by ten forty five.  At the very least the money is good.  Following work I headed south for some surf.  I called Robbie to find out where it was at.  He said Little ‘Con looked small, but was off shore and the crowd was light.  I wanted to look at Rincon, cause I heard it was good there earlier.  I have not surfed with Robbie and ages, plus I had to give him his invitation to my wedding. I paddled, though it was a bit smaller then I would have liked.  It was also freezing with the off shore wind.  Every now and then a really decent chest plus set would roll through.  I even managed a few micro tubes.  Changing out after surf was miserably cold.  On the way home I got a call from Kooky Kyle that he could attend my wedding.  A few months earlier when I had asked him he had to decline due to another wedding on the same weekend in Chicago he had previously agreed to attend.  I guess the plans changed.  Things are coming together.

2-2-20 PM Session: 3-5+ ft, Little Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 24
Miles Driven: 72
Super Bowl Sunday has to be one of my favorite days to go surfing of the year.  I always let the morning pass and then go on the prowl in the afternoon just before game time.  While everyone is watching I am scoring any spot I wish basically by myself.  My girl and I enjoyed a leisurely morning in bed before heading to find some surf.  Unfortunately I couldn’t get stoked on anything.  There was ugly south wind on all of the points, I couldn’t get a confirmed Strand report and Emma looked terrible. I was about to bag it altogether when the wind magically switched to NW cleaning up all of the points.  Rincon still had too much bump on it to stoke me out.  Little Rincon had four guys out and though not epic was solid chest to head high plus and very clean.  Stoked I jumped in and the four guys that were out left.  For over an hour I shared fun Little Rincon with just one other guy out.  I was in the zone too.  I got one where I took off super late in front of the molar rock pretty much upside down, managed to slide into the tube  As I was coming out I got hit with some backwash, which sent me into a free fall out of the barrel and somehow I managed to hang on.  What a ride, what a session.  Thank you NFL for keeping everyone occupied.  After the surf my lady and I wanted to get dinner at the restaurant right there in the hotel at Mussel Shoals.  It was four and they didn’t start serving till five.  We went for a walk up the beach at La Conchita and enjoyed a rather splendid sunset.  Finally we got to enjoy our repast in front of the ocean at the spot I just had such a triumphant session at.  I would say chalk that up to yet another decent surf session.  Its been quite a run lately

2-1-20 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 28
Miles Driven: 78
I haven’t had a Saturday off in a long time and I forgot just how frustrating it is to find surf that isn’t completely kooked out.  In hindsight I should have just battled the crowd at Rincon again.  Instead I drove around getting very frustrated till I ultimately ended up at a very underwhelming Silver Strand, where I only surfed the North End because I met up with a very frothy Angers in the parking lot.  I hadn’t surfed with him in over two weeks so was stoked to at the very least get a few waves with my boy.  As far as the surf went, it was wonky, inconsistent and crowded with a very annoying kooky crowd.  That being said I somehow got on a tear on my new Clarks Surfboards Fly Guy model and had a blast.  That board loves the soft mushy slop.  After the surf my lady took me to this alpaca farm in Carpinteria, Canzelle Alpacas, where for $25 a person they let you run loose with, feed and pet like two dozen alpacas and llamas.  It was so much fun.  I think everyone here knows the affinity I have for domesticated animals.  What a day!!!