Surf: Ankle to knee high. Glassy.
The roaring north winds finally backed off and the remains of the storm swell were actually looking a little bit fun. Without a surfboard I boogied boarded around for a while before a neighbor offered up his board.
I was pretty excited, it looked like one of the sandbars might still be working, but things quickly fizzled. I spent the next hour horribly kooking up in the small shallow shorebreak. Man, it was embarrassing. Sigh.
What a rough summer. I feel like I can barely surf at all anymore. I really hope to get back into a groove before fall.