Surf: 8.5 ft at 14.8 s from the W at 263°
After that awesome run of surfing almost every day a few weeks back, I got hit with Jury Duty. And not just “show up for a few hours and get dismissed” jury duty. I got on a trial. Ouch. It was really stressful, but informative.
The first thing I wanted to do the day after it was over was get back in the water. The surf wasn’t great, but man oh man was it better than sitting in an uncomfortable chair listening to people argue.
I managed to work some nice long rides out of a few, which was a great surprise to me because driving up all I saw were closeouts. Thank you, wave gods, for giving me a scrap of two to build my stoke back with. Wheyeew.