Surf: Very soft waist to shoulder high.
I hadn’t been to this break since the first Mexico trip. In fact the last trip, I drove right past it. With the guard tower and the fancy new fence, I’d assumed it was closed off to the public. Turns out the property owners decided to meet the surfers somewhat halfway. Rather than block off access, they made a rule that you had to have a surfboard or boogie board to get through the gate. They’re trying to keep people with picnic gear, beer bottles, and diapers away. I suppose it works, the beach was pretty clean. They also won’t let you in if you have an umbrella.
There’s pretty much no shade on this beach. If you don’t have an umbrella or a surfboard, you’re gonna be hot.
I was hot. The water was the same temperature as the air and I was boiling.
I like to surf early morning and late afternoon, but with all of us and logistics of getting to and from places, we got there at high noon. Yeow. I was floating under my board during lulls trying to keep cool.
I struggled quite a bit in the soft waves. I also was extra weary of the rock in the lineup. Perhaps a brand spanking new board wasn’t the best thing to bring to reef-bottom mexico.
I did managed to get a few waves and a kid in the lineup yelled FINALLY! I laughed. That was exactly the kind of session I was having.
After sufficiently frying ourselves in the heat, the 5 of us piled ourselves and the boards into a pickup and headed home. I laid in the ac in the dark for almost over an hour trying to cool off. Missing 55° water right about now.