Emerged from all that and more (see below) unscathed with a few good waves. Didn't surf nearly as well as last time, but enjoyed the size and some nice adrenal-gland-tingling overhead+ drops.

All that and more: Session cut short as I innocently got my leash hooked on the tip of the first reef, which has a protruding bit of rock that likes to grab at ya. Pinioned me as a smaller set wave rolled by, flapping in the wake of it helplessly. Usually getting hooked is just a matter of moving about a bit to get free, but I wasn't getting away. With more waves approaching, I had to dive off my board and get the leash off my ankle, the quick-release pin coming in very handy, then yank off the railsaver. After the set passed, managed to get a handle on the leash, but it wouldn't come up, and diving down after it to give it slack didn't work. All knotted up in the kelp. Paddled my board way outside and swam back to give it another try, but never found the leash again. Talk about paying your dues to a surf spot. At least I didn't have to feed the reef fiberglass or flesh!

After I gave up the search, all the diving underwater had my eyes burning and the rest of me pretty chilled. My surfing form was pretty much shot on the last waves I got, and I went in to warm up in the shower as best I could with the just-building onshores.