Surf: 10.8 ft at 14.3 s from the NW at 308°. Low tide to incoming. More wind.
The swell came down in the afternoon, but the surf was plenty fun. I took out my fish to sit further inside with Beamer and Brien on their fishies. Paddling out was a pretty amazing time to realize how completely exhausted I was. Whoops. I managed to sneak in one very long wave that made me very happy. I kept the fish snug in the pocket with lots of fast swooping turns. Managed to hold on to the very end of the wave. So stoked.
Sadly, an older guy on a log was fussing with his board, swung his tail around and put the fin directly into my rail. MAAAAAN. First ding on that board. The guy didn’t even apologize, he paddled off.
I shrugged the whole thing off with some hot tubbing and milkshakes for dinner.
Way too stoked on my wave to be as crushed as I thought I was going to be by the first ding on my baby.