Surf: 6.2 ft at 8.3 s from the NW at 314°.
Had brunch with Wes and Kate before they headed up to wine country, and then promptly fell asleep. Eventually I woke up and got my butt down to the beach. The surf was still funky and it was cold and windy, but eventually it shaped up to somethign really fun. There was one spot that was peeling just enough and the beach cleared out as it got colder. Not bad.
Surf: 4.9 ft at 9.1 s from the NW at 309°.
Wes and Kate are in town for the weekend! Being a fantastic host, I left them on beach while I went surfing. They hiked up the hill to get a good view of all the whales. I couldn’t see from the water (it was a little too rough) but apparently there were whales all over the place. What a treat!
The surf was funky, but a few waves worked out. I found a right that let me zip on through before letting me out without slamming shut. We kept it brief so as to not be comepletely rude, then followed up with a walk along Devil’s Slide to see if we could spot more whales.
Surf: 4.3 ft at 11.4 s from the NW  at 312°.
Meghan and I paddled out this morning for the second voyage of her Cheesepuff Wavestorm. It was small, not TOO chrowded (but Sunday so it was crowded), and there was warm sunshine. That’s a pretty good recipie for a fun beginner day.
I took out my 7′ quad, which I haven’t taken out in ages. It’s still fun! I thought it might help me sit further inside so I could help Meghan find a good spot. We never found the right spot for her, but we got close. 🙂
I totally spaced on logistics, otherwise I would have stuck around to surf with Chris a little. Seems like the rest of the morning was pretty dang pleasant, too.
Surf: 7.6 ft at 9.1 s from the WNW at 302°. Incoming tide.
The swell finally came up and with it, the funk. The waves were crossed up and a little windblown, but it wasn’t impossible. We started out on the south end and got a few waves here and there before paddling north and trying that out. Both side of the beach were short rides and some weird sections. Still nice to get out, especially in this warm weather!
Surf: 2.6 ft at 14.8 s from the SW at 219°. South winds. Outgoing tide.
The swell has really died down this week. We drove around a while looking for something breaking. There was one corner that looked pretty dang good, but there were a lot of people on it and it’s a spot not known for it’s party waves. Back up north things has a little bit of wind on them. The tide was coming in and it didn’t look too bad so we paddled out.
I surfed terribly. I was struggling with the steep closeouts, even on these little waves. Ahh well. Once the tide came up, I got into a better groove. In the mean time, there were dolphins and whales all over the place so there was plenty to watch. A dolphin cruised right past Chris and a couple whales jumped out of the water on their way north.
Surf: 5.9 ft at 9.1 s from the WNW at 303°. Onshore. Outgoing.
I’ll admit, I had some high hopes for this morning. I thought maybe with the storm coming that there’d be favorable winds, but sadly it was onshore and ragged. I’ve surfed worse, so I still had some fun.
Oh, and there was a photographer out. He got some nice ones of Chris and one or two of me.
Check out his site at:Â Stoney’s Photography
Surf: 5.9 ft at 13.8 s from the W at 265°. High and incoming tide. Side/onshore winds.
Since I snapped my leash last time, I borrowed one of the heavy duty leashes I bought for Chris afer he’d snapped two leashes in a row. Holy crap those things are SERIOUS. I can’t remember the brand off the top of my head. They’re solid. It felt like I was dragging a pile of kelp behind me, but hey, it didn’t break! I was explaining the situation of me buying Chris this leash after he’d snapped one to Don who said “Don’t ever send her out to buy you a gun, she’ll bring back a cannon.” I might’ve overdone it.
Heavy as it was, the leash didn’t slow me down too much. I got a few fun waves and Jeff got some photos of Chris and I from the beach. Fun stuff!
Check out Jeff’s photos on Instagram.
Surf: 4.3 ft at 12.9 s from the WNW at 288°. Low tide.
Two waves into my session, I snapped my leash. Drat. It was too closed out and crowded to go leashless so I hung out on the beach and watched Chris get some.
Surf was a little mixed up and closed out, but as usual, he was able to find some gems.
It’s entirely possible the snapped leash was one I bought back when I got my first board 8 years ago. I’d been wondering how long it’d last. 8 years a pretty long time! Nice work, little leash!
Surf: 4.6 ft at 17.4 s from the W at 273°. Outgoing tide. NE wind.
I’d said I wasn’t going to surf this week because I didn’t want to get sunburned or bruised up before the wedding, but I wound up with three really lovely sessions this week and only a little sunburn and a few small bruises.
Today’s session was a little closed out and occassionally sideshore, but wow, can’t beat that weather. To keep from getting roasted I slathered myself in thick hippie surf sunblock. It’s basically mud and zinc. I didn’t want to wear my normal sunblock because it causes my skin to break out, but the hippie sunblock has burned me before. My solution was to layer it on so thick I looked like a muddy ghost out in the water. I think it worked. I’m not any more sunburnt than yesterday.
The waves were tricky due to all the people, but we managed to make the most of it. I finally got one great ride in. It was a right whene verything had been going left and it gave me a nice long ride with plenty of time to try and walk up. I’d told Chris “one or two more” but after that one I thought “well, I’m not going to do better today.”
On the way back, there was a swarms of thousands of ladybugs. I’ve never seen that many, even having released them in my garden a few times. Crazy!
Surf: 9.2 ft at 12.1 s from the NW at 309°. Outgoing.
Happy Birthday, Meghan!
We couldn’t have asked for a better day for Meghan to take out her new wavestorm and her new wetsuit. It was warm, sunny, the waves were super mellow. Even the crowd was relatively light given what a beautiful day it was.
I got a few really fun ones. I tried to keep working on my steps and a little of the left-go-rights Ashley taught me, but mostly I stayed near Meghan and yelled “PADDLE!PADDLE!PADDLE!” whenever a wave looked like it would get even remotely close.
I hope to have another surf day with her again, soon. 😀
