December has with absolutely no contest become my favorite month of the year. As a surfer one would consider such a comment rather absurd. The days are the shortest of the year, air and water some of the coldest. Here in Santa Barbara it is one of the more consistent months with usually good conditions, even in this the shittiest of winters ever. For me it means over half the month not having to work allowing me to remember what it was like back in the old days when there was always time to find the best possible spot with the best possible conditions any day any time.
The smash and grab short sessions I am usually afforded courtesy of the rat race, although nourishing barely fulfill the daily/weekly does of stoke it takes me to get through this drudgery that is life. It is very refreshing to have that luxury for over 15 days ever December to be able to just kick back and surf. There were some key days this months. Rincon dished up over a week of epic conditions mid month that left my legs hurting so bad by the end of it I was walking cowboy style. The beach breaks decided to remind me just how deep I could ride the tube thanks to hard offshore winds and some really good sand bars. Even town managed to serve up a day or two. Here are how the numbers panned out.
Surf Sessions: 27
Days Surfed: 25
Total Time Spent in the Water: 48.5 hrs
Waves Surfed: 740
Average Waves per Hour: 15
Spots Surfed:
Rincon: 7
New Jetty: 6
Emma Wood: 6
Mesa Lane: 3
Hollywood by the Sea: 2
Hammonds: 2
Silver Strand: 1
Top 3 Sessions (as per the Surflog)
3)12/22/12 PM Session: 3-5+ft, Rincon
Time in Water: 2hrs
Waves Surfed: 16
Wow I went to fucking fancy town last night. Too much booze, too much party and a bit too much gnar for one night if you ask me. Pat and I woke up at around 1pm all fucked up and hung over with little if any recollection of what happened. We got some breaky at Garrett’s since neither of us were in any condition to surf at that moment. Also it was cold, rainy and there appeared to be a SE wind plaguing things anyhow. After a fine repast we got our act together and cruised to Rincon where it was mother fucking firing. Things had glassed off. The lines were perfect and there were barrels everywhere. I had about six waves through the cove that could have been the waves of other’s lives, as for me it was just another perfect day at Rincon. I got one in the cove where I was in the barrel for nearly the entire ride. Had to easily be a ten second plus tube. Sooooooooooooooooooo Goooooooooooooooooooooooood. Now its time for Round three at the Wild Cat.
2)12/16/12 PM Session: 2-3+ft, New Jetty
Time in Water: 2hrs
Waves Surfed: 54
What a surf…See blog “We Certainly Could Have a Worse Lot in Life“
1)12/29/12 PM Session: 5-7+ft, Hollywood by the Sea
Time in Water: 2hrs 15mins
Waves Surfed: 25
I woke up on my couch yet again with a pile of crumpled up tortilla chips all over me around 8am. Another failed night at the Cat. Failure? I think not. All my friends were there, my favorite bar tenders were working. I had a hell of a time. I looked out my window and the wind was onshore and the tide super high. Awesome I could sleep in. By noon a slew of calls started coming in about how the wind was off shore in Oxnard. Hollywood had some good sand the previous day so I figured I would just go there. Trevor and I rolled down there and it was fucking firing although a bit inconsistent. Just head high plus barrels every where with virtually no crowd. My boy Ryan was surfing at Orange House and we joined him. From there it was on. I got a triple barrel on one wave and had some crazy deep ones. Then this freak set of like 15 10 foot waves came in and cleaned us all up. I was pushed all the way back to the beach then the reverse rip was so bad I almost thought I was not going to make it back to the line up. Besides that it was a pretty unreal session. I told my boys “now if I can only get laid at the bar tonight this may be one of the best days of my life”.