I was right about the swell... what a beautiful surprise.  
As I walked onto the sand, I looked out to see someone getting shacked in a long barrel.  Incredible.  Jumped for joy.  Those feelings are hard to find and the best place to start would be the sea. 
Paddled out near RJs.   A whole bunch of my friends were already surfing and it's always a pleasure to see someone get a sick ride right in front of your eyes.  Had a few peaks to choose from, lefts and rights.  4-5ft, occasional 6.  Near perfect conditions.  Slight offshore winds.  The tide killed it though.  
Surfing bigger waves changes a person's disposition.  So many factors come into play like surviving underwater, ability to paddle harder, and mental attitudes change. 
Didn't get any photos from today, although I wish I did.  Welcome back, Zooport.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
