Surf Beach is one of the most ominous stretches of sand I've ever paddled out at. In the late 90's/ early 2000's I would frequent there often. Ultra-consistant offshore falls. 30 degree air temp. 50 degree water. Not a soul in site. Fun almondy barrels. Unpredictable shape. A lot of exposure to swell. Rewarded solitude from the south.
Then the first shark attack happened. All of a sudden those strange feelings started making sense. Then another shark attack happened. Doing the math, based upon non-existent crowds most of the time, the amount sessions I had there, I was reasonably lucky.
It makes me wonder. The government, with all its weather modification and various types of technology, do you think they have genetically modified sharks patrolling Vandenburg? Have sharks been weaponized? The ratio for the amount of attacks verses the amount of people who surf there annually never seemed right.
That combined with stories of friends hiking in to surf there and having crazy panic attacks has got me pondering. Something strange is going on at Vandenberg for sure.
Then the first shark attack happened. All of a sudden those strange feelings started making sense. Then another shark attack happened. Doing the math, based upon non-existent crowds most of the time, the amount sessions I had there, I was reasonably lucky.
It makes me wonder. The government, with all its weather modification and various types of technology, do you think they have genetically modified sharks patrolling Vandenburg? Have sharks been weaponized? The ratio for the amount of attacks verses the amount of people who surf there annually never seemed right.
That combined with stories of friends hiking in to surf there and having crazy panic attacks has got me pondering. Something strange is going on at Vandenberg for sure.