Weekend wrap up. I do computer doing the week, so I tend to go radio silent on the weekend.
Saturday, Dawn patrol at PPP, yuck, flat, go home. Come back late morning to surf my garbage spot. It was garbage, no go. Buddy tells me it's supposed to pick up in the evening. ah what the heck, it's bad now, might as well wait for late afternnoon tide push, couldn't be any worse that what I was looking at.
So, leave the house at 4, and bust a move. I went North and left city limits, up the next reef/point type spot. I will call it Igor's. I never go here, even though it does seem to attract swell. Getting ready to paddle out, and pause. One of Teeroi's 20 wave sets was hiting. At the end of the set, I see a guy and a girl coming in tandem, how cute. Oops. girs had lots of blood coming down here cheek. Get out there, take a gander at the crowd, OMG, had to be perhaps the lowest talent level accumulatively I've ever had the pleasure to surf with.
Tide filled in nicely, and caught lot's of reasonably fast hh peelers. Couple of kids on logs paddled out, thank god they stayed inside. Their wave count was much higher than mine as they had the spot dialed. Waves were pumping, wind was light, surfing in trunks. Great session, so good that I plotted a strike mission for Sunday.
Sunday, leave the house before 5am, I'ma heading to longboar mecca, yep the big San-Onofre. I never go here ether, like once every five yeas. Get in the line of cars waiting for gate to open and take a nap. At the gate, I asked, and nice lady says 240 cars allowed in and you are #61. It was surreal, the convoy of cars heading down to the beach, like a military operation or straight out of a beach blanket bingo movie. Got my parking spot, right next to what passes as the official shack these days. Forget to mention the heartbreak on seeing onshore for your first glimpse of the ocean. That combined with negative tide, waves looked real weak sauce. I put in the effort, got a spot, I'm stayin. Waited almost two hours for tide to do it's thing and paddled out. There were overhead sets, but they just didn't have any build up to them. Super easy to catch, and super extra duper long rides. Fun, but not good.
Of note, tons of wannabe hippy types. I felt like a suckah cuz I didn't have my extra large coffee mug. One chick was walking around with an electric coffee stirrer. Again, the overall surfer talent lever was very low, talent on the beach was nto bad, especially the 6 footer parked next to me
. Lots of strange craft to see. One duu had this scary pintail, with only two bonzer fins.
Cool chit: For both my weekend sessions, kids on logs went out of there way to tell me that they though how I approached riding the waves was rad. I guess they mostly see lamers riding log boards with 0% performance level. I then went out of my way to show them how their zero edged, rolled botttom boards had all control with no acceleration when compared to my flat bottom hard edged giant shortboar.