Surf: Knee-Waist High. Racy and clean.
Brrr rrrrr. Woke up early to thick frost on my car. Back in the days of winterization and 4 wheel drive I wouldn’t have flinched. My little civic has worn out summer wipers so at 5:30something am I had a board in on hand and a scraper in the other.
At only around 37F at the beach, it was certainly what I’d call chilly. My fingertips were numb before I even got down to the water.
Thankfully the cold kept most people away and we had fun zippy small waves to ourselves. The sun kept me just warm enough. After a few hours I was happy if not a little but frozen around the edges. Yay.