Surfing Ruined My Life

April 2015 Surf Sessions

4-30-15 PM Session: 2-4+ ft, Cobbles
Time in Water: 1 hr 45 mins
Waves Surfed: 32
Well I went for the long shot, grabbed Bizarro and headed for a mission up north.  We made the hike into Naples only to get skunked.  Though we did see a bunch of seals kicking it on the beach.  From there we had a look at El Capitan which also sucked.  Ryan called and said he was paddling Hobsons.   We followed suit.  It was far from good there.  I had this feeling that Cobbles would be fun and is a spot I have been wanting to shoot at for some time.  We cruised and sure enough it was bowly and fun looking with just a few heads out.  The photo session that ensued was decent enough.  Look for pictures on my Facebook page and Instagram soon.  Oh and we saw a whale and some old 1940’s bombers.  I must say it was a solid day.

4-30-15 AM Session: 4-6+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 18
Wow!!! WoooW!!!! That’s all I have to say about this morning.  RINCON WAS FIRING.  I am talking close to about as good as Rincon gets.  I should have know.  I woke up at around 6:30 and decided to go back to sleep, but I think that was my body telling me it was going off.  I got there and checked the Cove and it was barreling top to bottom on high tide.  Needless to say I ran back to my car and paddled out.  The first half of my session didn’t go all that way. I blew it on a few good ones, then managed to get burned on one of the sets waves of the session and finally missed an epic double up barrel section.  After that I got my head in the game and started picking off gold.  Flawless surfing and flawless Rincon.  Whoot Whoot!  Is it really May tomorrow?  Shit I love the late season.

4-29-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 26
Rincon was a bad choice.  There was a rise in the NW wind swell causing me to give Rincon a look.  I saw some solid ones coming through the Cove though a little on the high side.  I decided to go to Emma Wood, get a high tide session there then lunch and surf Rincon later.  When I got to Emma the wind had increased rather strong out of the NW and things looked poor.  I ran into my friend Big Bobby B in the parking lot and we opted to go back to Rincon.  On the way up Little ‘Con looked insane.  We suit and booted Rincon.  Unfortunately the wind swell was just sort of dribbling in on the point.  The sets I saw must have  been perpetuated by the high tide or something cause there were not existent as I was about to paddle.  Lower River Mouth had a bowly though little wave that was kill-able enough for my tastes.  With my knee I should look for easier waves anyway.  Jalama yesterday bode to be a little more then I was ready for and I was feeling quite sore this morning.  I found a bunch of 5-8 turners and even connected a few into the Cove.  It was far from even average Rincon, but still as always the queen will give up a few gems to her intrepid court of devotes.

4-28-15 PM Session: 2-4+ ft, Jalama
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 34
It was a beautiful day out and I had nothing to do.  A beach day ensued.  I had the entire Cracks area to myself.  I did a little reading, a little napping, got some sun.  Like I said, a beach day.  Around three the tide began filling in over the sand bar and it appeared that the quality was picking up a tad.  Two guys were on it and I decided to join.  My knee was feeling a bit on the sore side this session holding me back.  There were still some barrels and kill-able ones.  You can’t complain about a full day of surfing and beach.  The only thing that would have made it better would have been if my girl could have joined me.  We have a little get away for us planed in a few weeks.

4-28-15 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, Jalama
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 30
I had like a sort of sixth sense from last night that I might end up at Jalama today.  I suppose it was time.  I had not been up there since January.  A good number of circumstances have unfortunately kept me away.  First there was plenty of point surf to keep me satisfied.  Then I was sick for nearly a month. The winds were bad and finally I hurt my knee. Oh and not to mention the shark issues as well.  Today I decided to finally break the streak.   The swell was small in Ventura and the wind and weather were perfect for a day on the beach in the seclusion of Jalama.  Half the fun of going to Jalama is getting to stretch my car’s legs on the serpentine road to the beach.  I got there and sure enough it was clean and fun looking despite the fact that it was a bit windswelly.  It was like clean disorganization.  There were so many short period swells out there waves were at times literally breaking on top of each other.  I walked to cracks and there was one guy out.  It was definitely hard to find the really good ones out there, but when I did they were really good.  I got a few really sick tubes.  The water was fucking freezing and I literally had to get out because I was too cold to continue surfing. Lunch and a thaw out were in order.

4-27-15 AM Session: 2-3 ft, Emma Wood
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 21
Last night I went to Fancytown super hardcore.  I had not been out all weekend and promised Bizarro I would cruise to the Cat on Sunday with him.  I don’t know if I got excited to be out or what, but next thing I knew 3 pint glasses of rum and two rumple minz shots later I was thrashed.  Apparently I ate a burrito off of my kitchen floor before passing out naked with my pants around my ankles on my bedroom floor.  Oh yeah, way to stay classy Santa Barbara.  Needless to say I was hurting a little bit this morning and was ready to bag the surf when Ryan called and said it was off shore.  I made a mad dash down to Emma Wood which had some fun glassy little bowls coming in with a few guys out killing it.  I didn’t hesitate to join the onslaught.   I managed to pull into and come out of a sick left barrel. I go a few deep ones on the right, but never came out of any.  Then Dane paddled out and took things up a notch.  Good times.

4-26-15 AM Session: 2-3 ft, Emma Wood
Time in Water: 45 mins
Waves Surfed: 17
Last night was windy as all heck.  Hoping the gale off of point conception coupled with the hard local winds would cause some fun surf I got up early.  The reports and cams showed other wise thus I hung in bed with my baby another hour or so before making my way over to Emma for a grovel.  It was a bit drained and messy, yet there were some doubled up bowls coming in.  I paddled and found a few adequate ones considering the shit conditions.  My knee is starting to feel a bit better.

4-25-15 AM Session: 1-3 ft, Emma Wood
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 15
After yesterdays blunder I was not about to let another morning get away from me.  Of course this morning all the reports were favorable.  Then I got on the road and it was small and windy everywhere.  I ended up a super drained out Emma Wood.  It was almost surf-able before the wind came up.  Then a hard gale began to blow out of the NW destroying what meager offerings there were.  I did manage a few grovelers.  Whoot Whoot!!!

4-24-15 No Surfing: 2-3 ft
All reports pointed to shitty conditions and coupled with gloomy cold morning skies I was not all that motivated to leave my bed next to my beautiful lady.  I gave her the morning happily.  It wasn’t till later on that I heard the reports were bull shit and that Rincon, Little Rincon and Pitas were all head high and super fun with a light crowd.  WTF!!!!!

4-23-15 AM Session: 3-4+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 18
I was really hoping with all the swell on the buoy it was going to be a really fun morning.  Unfortunately the channel was all torn up as has been the theme of this spring.  Rincon had some solid sets in the Cove and I paddled.  It was very sectiony, wobbly and dumpy.  I ate shit on my first three waves, something I never do at Rincon.  I managed to find a few, but I never really got into a rhythm out there.  It got stupid crowded as usual.  I wouldn’t say it was a wash but it was far from good Rincon.

4-22-15 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 2.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 24
After the shitty morning surf I really wanted to have a real session.  I had a quick look at the Harbor since I was right there.  It was solid though a bit stretched and backwashy.  Maybe if I was 100% and not nursing this knee injury I would have given it a go.  I have to be smart and heal up.  I got a call from Ryan that Rincon looked good and decided to make a run up there since it was on the way home anyway.  There was an up tick in the NW swell showing on both the buoys and the break. It was still a bit on the lack luster side and a tad smaller then I would have liked I decided to paddle anyway in the hopes that it would get really fun.  That never really happened. I did managed a few really good ones from Indicator to low River Mouth/high Cove.  Then I scored a really fun one through the Cove on my last wave.  It was far from what I would good Rincon or even something to get me excited.  As I always say bad Rincon is better then good most other places after all.

4-22-15 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, Oxnard Shores
Time in Water: 1 hr 15 mins
Waves Surfed: 21
Talk about a fucking lie this morning.  The buoys were reading some south and still the same NW from yesterday.  I started at the harbor.  River Mouth was walled and New Jetty was all over the place and had about 14 guys on it.  Over it Ryan and I decided to have a look at Shores hoping for some fun bowls.  It was far from what we were hoping it would be, but we did see a few good ones and decided to paddle.  It was a game of cat and mouse on the shifty peaks and the mouse was winning.  Then the tide got high, the south dropped out and the wind came up.  I don’t think I got one wave worth a damn think.  The problem with Shores is that it is one of those spots that when its on its on and when its off its off and there is nothing in between.  After that I needed new tires on my car.  Ryan knew of a great place called Americas Tire off of Telephone Road.  I must say they did a fine job and I highly recommend them if you need tires and are in the Ventura area.  Then it was back on the hunt.

4-21-15 AM Session: 2-4 ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 2.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 27
The buoys had picked up a tad from yesterday and with light wind and rising NW swell plus a healthy bit of south I figured another day at the Harbor made sense.  Sure enough there was a bit more swell. River Mouth was a bit walled and  hard to line up.  New Jetty had some solid lefts with a light crowd thus I paddled.  Turns out I had a fucking ball.  My knee still held me back a bit.  I think it is finally beginning to heal a little.  Later I had to go up to work for a quick little safety meeting and a little lunch.  I was hoping to get some point action in afterward.  Unfortunately not quite enough new swell filled in to motivate me.  Rincon had a few little ones.  I decided it was better not to over do it on my knee.

4-20-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Santa Clara River Mouth
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 14
Last night was especially gay at the Wild Cat and I was less then interested.  I only went out to say hi to some of Sunday friends since I had missed the past three in a row.  This morning when I woke up, it was all grey out and the surf was not looking great.  The buoy’s had some south on them though nothing significant to get me excited.  I was going to sleep in, but was unable to fall back asleep.   I figured Ventura Harbor would have something.  New Jetty was crowded and mushy.  I saw a few corners over at River Mouth although not super pumped I decided to paddle since I was out of time and options.  The sand is still pretty bad there, though I did find a few corners.  It beat not surfing unfortunately my knee is still hurting thus holding me back a bit.  I don’t think I tore anything.

4-19-15 No Surfing: 3-5 ft
Last night my girl and I reconciled after nearly three weeks of not talking.  It was a bit of a silly fight, though a serious topic to both of us.  Anyhow she made some good points, I made some good points and I think we are actually working toward something this time.  My knee was hurting a bit and I decided to just chill the morning with my lady.  Time will tell as always.

4-18-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Solimar
Time in  Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 16
I was really hoping for another repeat of yesterday.  There was still plenty of swell abound, but apparently the channel was all torn up and the swell coming in trashed.  Add on a 5 ft high tide and a little bit of south wind and everyone was fucked.  I looked about for about an hour before finally just desperation paddling at Solimar cause I noticed a few crossed up peaks that looked boostable.  It was way worse then I had thought, way colder and my damn knee kept me from doing any of those airs on the sections that it warranted.    It beat not surfing.

4-17-15 AM Session: 3-5+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves surfed: 12
Definitely got a little fancy at the Wild Cat last night causing me to have a slow and shaky start this morning.  I had heard a rumor of some real long period NW swell that was suppose to hit and sure enough the buoy was 9 ft at 20 seconds.  I went straight to Rincon and it was solid head high over head.  Things were a bit fat with the tide, but the sets had nice lines on them.  Unfortunately I was a bit behind the eight ball between my hangover and my knee injury.  Still I managed a few cherry ones.  My last wave I banged out 5 big turns and ended it with a huge section air.  I was stoked for the rest of the day.

4-16-15 PM Session: 2-3+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 16
I was forced to run my 3rd annual Italian Day at Westmont.  Basically one meal a year I get to cook my recipes, my way.  Yeah, the food is actually really good. Last year the college jazz band played and I jumped in for a set.  I don’t know if I served them up a little to hard or what, but this year they have not wanted to play and events in the dinning commons.   It went off with out a hitch and everyone was stoked.  As a result I was left with an afternoon session. Considering the wind and tide Rincon was the best option, but of course not until I drove around a bit.  I paddled up at River Mouth thinking there was a little more size and power up there.  I found a few nuggets in lower River before making my way into the Cove.  Overall it was below average Rincon at best.

4-15-15 PM Session: 2-4+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 1.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 12
I actually almost didn’t paddle out upon checking it.  It was a little on the small side in the cove and a bit too washy up top for my liking, not to mention a tad more crowded for what was coming in.  My knee was still very tender from yesterday.  I thought rather then push it I would go home and chill.  Then Ryan pulled up and motivated me to paddle.  I was glad I did cause I managed a few real gems.  This season I have rarely spent any more time in the Cove then when I come through to get one in and forgot how aggro the crowd can be in there.  I had just gotten a pretty good grower I somehow negotiated a double barrel on.  It was wind swell and everyone knows the best waves in the Cove are the growers to begin with especially on wind swell.  I did the walk around and had made it back out to the line up two sets later, which in my opinion gives me just as much priority as anyone out there.  This wide double came in and I was stroking furiously for it.  As I was about to get into it some dick on the outside grabbed my ankles pulling me back from catching the wave while he tried to get it himself.  I grabbed his nose as the wave was passing by and flipped him off the back.  We had some words, but man that would have been the wave to quit on.  It was a gem.  Then I got an insider right after that and as I was bottom turning around the white water I looked up and saw that some long boarder had lost a classic 100 lb log and the behemoth was coming down on top of me.  Luckily I narrowly escaped it by moving up to the nose of my board, but it caused me to get behind the foam ball and I never really caught up.  Besides those instances of stupidity I would say it was a stoke session.  I would have surfed another hour, but my knee was telling me to call it a day.

4-15-15 AM Session: 3-5 + ft, Silver Strand
Time in Water: 1 hr 15 mins
Waves Surfed: 10
I was sitting in the parking lot at Rincon about to paddle it since Cove looked like it was about to turn on in an hour or so.  Ryan called and said Strand was solid overhead and off shore.  I still really wanted to surf Rincon.  After a 5 minute steering wheel punching debate on where to surf.  One of my rules I try to stick is to “never drive away from fun surf”.  Fuck, big burly beach break barrels is pretty hard to turn your back on.  I raced down to Strand hoping the wind would hold till early afternoon.  I got there and it was far from as good as I hoped.  Many of the sets were walled and it was packed.  There had to be 50 guys packed into the small 50 yards or so of beach from the ship to the bowl.  Dane was leaving as I was checking it and he did not look stoked.  I sort of wanted to drive back to Rincon, but I was there at the Strand and rather then go running back I figured I might as well go get a few tubes.  Of course as soon as I jumped into the water the wind changed and wend on shore.  It was still surf-able and a few were still throwing out in the Bowl.  That was where I sat and managed a few.  Then mid session I was sitting a little deep on the Bowl when this eight foot bomb rolled in.  I really didn’t think I was going to get it since there were three guys, Strand heavies sitting deeping then me.  Everyone let it go thus I whipped around late as fuck and free fell from the top all the way to the bottom.  Caught right in trough as the barrel was coming over me.  I had lost all of my speed when I hit and had to do a quick up pump in the pit so that I could catch up.  That caused me to get a little ahead so I did a quick under the lip check turn back into the tube and this time I was deep as fuck.  So much so that I could not even see out of it.  Then at the exact moment when I was about to give up and go through the back I got spit out the key hole.  Think that is the best pit I have rode in two months.  Super stoked.   I guess that made the whole drive worth it.  Still should have surfed Rincon.  After that wave conditions really fell apart making it nearly un-ride-able.

4-14-15 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, Pitas
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 15
I had a thing in Carp to do around 11, but with the current NW wind swell in the water I wanted to get some waves before.  Of course the wind decided to be south and everywhere looked pretty terrible.  I ended up at Emma for a last ditch effort, but was hard pressed to get motivated on anything there.  I was ready to bag it and go back to Carp when I noticed some white water up at Pitas.  Sure enough it wasn’t bad up top and with the dropping tide and a short break in the wind was only getting better.  I went on a full on froth.  Then in the middle of my surf I went for a big bs air revers and landed badly twisting my knee.  Not happy about it I finished my surf with a few more mellow ones just for knee not to stiffen up.  On the way out I slipped on the rocks and tweaked my knee more.  I wanted to surf again.  Considering my condition I decided to hang out on the beach at Rincon with a friend for the afternoon.  I hope this injury doesn’t render me on the injury list.

4-13-15 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 12
For some reason I thought the beaches were going to be super fun this morning and drove by a bunch of other northern possibilities in order to chase this folly. Folly it was as The Shores were far from good causing Ryan and I to head for Ventura Harbor.  I was out of time and just needed to paddle.  New Jetty was walled with a few guys out and basically my only option.  Despite the barely make-able conditions I managed to find one sick little tube and a few kill-able ones.

4-12-15 No Surfing 2-3+ ft
More fun in fancy town last night.  I actually went out sober and had intended to make it a rather light night.  Then somehow I didn’t spend any money yet always ended up with a comped drink or shot in my hand.  Next thing you know I was black out drunk.  From what I heard I didn’t miss to much out there.

4-11-15 No Surfing: 2-3 ft
What can I say I got loaded last night.  I decided this was going to be my cut loose party weekend before getting back on track. Some how in the midst of our intoxication Bizarro and I manage to throw a real after party of like twenty something people.  It was quite a motley crew of culinary school rejects, a fat Birthday girl.  Throw in the regular Wild Cat gays and trannies and a weirdo drawing caricatures of everyone for good measure and you have yourself a party.   Needless to say I went to bet at 5am and had work at noon.

4-10-15 No Surfing: 1-2 ft
Things were looking pretty small on all the cams which was fine by considering how hard I depression drank last night.  Drink till you can’t remember and it will all be fine.  Work was definitely a little tough fighting the hangover to kill all hang overs. Good times.  Glad that the more things change the more they stay the same.

4-9-15 AM Session: 2-3 ft, New Jetty
Time in Water; 1 hr 15 mins
Waves Surfed: 29
I woke up feeling a little down today.  The best medicine for that is surfing in my book.  I cruised to the Harbor where once again there was some putrid but do-able wind swell coming through.  Conditions were cleaner then yesterday and no one was out.  It looked tiny, but I needed the head clearer and paddled.  Turns out it was really fun and I even got a few tubes.  Yewww!

4-8-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1 hr 45 mins
Waves Surfed: 34
More of the same conditions wise as the past few days though a bit more on the sloppy side.  When I pulled up to the Harbor it was actually Glassy and clean for a hot minute.  Of course the wind came up as I was looking at it.  Too low early, too windy later.  This has been the constant the past few days here.  So many factors come into play with surfing that it really makes it a very difficult sport to both enjoy and master.  I paddled despite the wind since there really was not any other options besides Emma and I didn’t think it looked good enough from the 101 to cause me to drive back that way.  A bird in the hand after all.  Four other guys decided to join me to make sure for a semi crowded surf for what was on offer.  Luckily the current and rip sucked next to the Jetty keeping the competition for the peak down and for the most part everyone was rather respectful.  I was on fire.  Give me the shittiest conditions around and that is where I shine.  I stuck a big fs air on my first wave.  Ended my second with an fs indy air reverse.  Brought down a huge fs Indy grab on another and overall just seemed to have the prowess to pick the better waves and make the most of them.   The new board felt good too.  Then I got home and it was the final day of the WSL contest at Bells Beach making for a great afternoon off even if the judges have been sucking on Mick Fanning’s cock the whole event.  I needed a good day.  I am not going to lie I have been feeling a bit sad over the current situation of my love life or lack there of.

4-7-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 2 hrs
Waves Surfed: 32
I woke up and it was all grey out.  Rain was predicted and it appeared there was some pre-storm off shores down in Ventura.  The buoys had about the same reading as yesterday.  The only factor was that the tide was a bit low.  I cruised to Ventura Harbor and as I pulled onto the cause way the flags were definitely ESE, a splendid wind direction for that spot.  It was a bit on the smaller side in the waist to chest high range maybe the odd ball larger set.  River Mouth looked very disorganized shape wise, fast and just hard to line up.  New Jetty on the other hand had a few lefts and rights coming off the rocks that seemed palatable.  With only one guy out I paddled.  Of course by the time I got my suit on there were four guys out there and then with in the first half hour around eight of us scrapping for the meager offerings.  It was a bit faster and weaker then I had hoped.  I managed to catch a few, but struggled to find a real flow out there.  I don’t know if its new-board-itis, the board doesn’t work, I suck or the conditions just plain suck, though in all fairness it’s most likely a combination of the whole lot.  Whatever surfing sucks anyway.  Maybe tomorrow I will learn how to do a turn and not fall.

4-6-15 AM Session: 2-4+ ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 15
I bowed out from going to the Kitty last night feeling rather partied out from the past three days.  It has been quite some time since I have put in a run like such.  Considering all the stupidity that has passed through here in the last week I needed a good weekend out to forget about the painful bull shit people who supposedly love and care for you will force you to endure.  I guess some people can only love you when everything is perfect.  Too bad life is imperfect.  Unconditional love seems difficult if not impossible to find in today’s society.  A line in the sand between two of the most stubborn people ever shall most likely never be crossed.  At this point I am over it anyway.  It is just another instance that is telling me to wake up and look at all the red flags.  There is only so much another person can put me through before I feel like foolish prick.  As usual I am living by my favorite definition of insanity: doing the same thing over again and expecting different results.  This why my friends I can be nothing short of insane though this we all knew already.  Enough of this ambiguous trash.  The person it is directed towards most likely will never read it anyhow and if she does it won’t matter.  I woke up and wanted to surf.  The reports were still not calling for anything much.  The buoys still had an ample amount of springtime mixed shit on them.  Enough so I knew I could find garbage some place to surf.  I started at Ventura harbor.  The river mouth was a mess and closed out.  New Jetty saw a moment of disorganized organization that tempted me to paddle.  No one was out and I thought at the very least the shark factor would up the ante thoroughly to allow for an interesting surf regardless of conditions.  I paddled and it was about as bad as it looked.  I found a few lefts.  I grabbed the wrong suit when leaving the house.  It was an old one with a hole in the shoulder.  I was a tad bit cold and I hate surfing when I’m cold.  In the end it was nice to get a few waves before work.

4-5-15 No Surfing: 2-3+ ft
Things got out of hand at the Wild Cat again last night.  A few drinks and a few rumpleman shots and its a first class ticket to Fancytown.  I guess we ended up throwing an after party though I hardly remember anything.  The surf sucked anyway.

4-4-15 No Surfing: 2-3+ ft
Well last night got out of hand really fast.  Bizarro’s old boss from San Diego came up for the night on his way to Coastal Oregon.  Of course we all went out to the Wild Cat where as usual insanely grotesque amounts of alcohol consumption took place.  I guess we almost go into a brawl with a street performer around 2 am.  On the walk home our neighbor whom may or may not have killed his wife last week randomly was passing by us and offer a ride home.  Needless to say I was all fucked up this morning.  Luckily for me so was the surf.  Whoooot FANCY TOWN!

4-3-15 AM Session: 2-3+ ft, Pitas
Time in Water: 1 hr
Waves Surfed: 26
Last night Bizarro and I got a little Fancy.  I forgot that not drinking for 14 days and throwing one’s self into the lions den is a bad idea.  Needless to say I was a little slow today.   The winds were suppose to be off shore in Oxnard, but once again it was a lie.  I checked Rincon.  It looked similiar to yesterday except higher tide and a tad smaller.  I didn’t have much fun out there then.  I looked at Pitas it was fat with one guy out finding a few.  I decided to just give Emma a look to rule it out.  At the moment the sand is shit at Emma so that was a waste of time.  I went back to Pitas and desperation paddled it.  Best of the worst as usual.  I actually was surfing pretty well and stuck a few decent airs.

4-2-15 AM Session: 3-5+ ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 3 hrs
Waves Surfed: 25
To be honest today almost ended in a wash.  Ryan had hit me up early that it was off shore down in Ventura.  Bizarro and I loaded up hoping for a sick shoot on the beach breaks.  When we got there Harbor was off shore, but also all closed out.  We checked the Shores and the wind there had turned onshore and it was bad.  On a whim I decided to give a Strand a look.  The Ship was macking, though also very messy and disorganized.  There were definitely some corners except I was not in the mood for that kind of beating.  The call was to drive back toward home and see if we could find anything.  Worse case scenario I would have waited a bit and tried for an evening surf.  The wind had died a bit and Rincon was although far from epic palatable with a light crowd.  I paddled at River Mouth steadily making my way for Indicator.  There was plenty of size out there, but most of the waves were broken up and wind swelly.  On top of that there was tons of mess in the channel from all the South wind in the morning. I managed a few.  Over all I found more frustration then fun out there.  

4-1-15 AM Session: 2-4 ft, Emma Wood
Time in Water: 2.5 hrs
Waves surfed: 36
I think everyone around these parts was hoping for another day of solid point surf.  Unfortunately mother nature had other plans in store for us tearing up every single wave around with SW devil winds.  It made perfect sense since I had Bizarro with me and we wanted to get some photos.  Nine times out of ten if I decide to set up a shoot the waves will absolutely suck.  when I don’t epic.  Call it surfing Murphy’s law.  Anyhow turns out Emma, one of the few places that can handle the south wind had an alright wave.  Definitely best of the worst.   The wind actually lightened up a little allowing for a few double tubes and some kill-able sections.  Not the best session of the week, though we for sure made lemonade out of lemons.  After the surf we went for all you can eat sushi in Ventura at this place Bizarro has not stopped raving about.   I must say he was right for $25 it was a deal.  We must have each eaten $50 worth doubling our investment.   We had a look around post lunch.  Between the wind and the extreme low tide there was nothing to surf.  We actually did get a few shots from the morning.