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| Date/Time: | Sunday, 22 December 2002, 4:00-5:15 | ||
| Location: | Hammonds | ||
| Weather: | Sunny with some puffy clouds in the hills. | ||
| Conditions: | Offshore Winds and pretty clean | ||
| Swell: | 11.2ft @ 12s 290° | ||
| Tide: | -0.6 @ 5:27 | ||
| Surf: | Overhead Sets that backed off a lot. | ||
| Board: | Progressive | ||
| Comments: | I broke down and put my booties on for the season. Thought I could hold out but I couldn't. Which ended up helping with the low tide at this reef. Waves were big when they came, but in between the sets it was pretty dead. Most sets caught everybody off-gaurd, breaking further out then expected. Yet wave after wave would go by with no one catching anything. The offshore winds were holding the waves up so long that it was tough to get into those things. A lot of water moving and a lot of spray in your face once you realized you were't getting on. The solution, I discovered after lot's of frustration, was the late takeoff. Some guys out there were masters of it, taking off so late I thought they would get pitched, boards angled what seemed like straight down. Once I realized this my session improved drastically. A couple of fun yet smaller rights were some good warm ups. Then I got a bigger left that was a rail-grabbing screamer but a stupid decision. I got stuck inside on what seemed like a 20 wave set, wave after wave just refusing to let me out while I watched perfect sections roll by in front of me. Determined to be in the right spot on the next set I passed up the smaller waves and waited for the bombs. 10 minutes of waiting and a wave came in way outside. Must have been a good 20% further out then any other wave that session. Everybody got stuck inside, not a single guy got that perfect wave, that must have been 2-3 feet overhead. As it got dark I gave up on my quest to get one of these beasts and caught a couple of smaller ones to the shore. An awesome evening though. As the sun was setting it would tint the spray from the offshores a color of pink that was surreal. The air was crisp and clear and the mountains seemed right in front of your nose. Ojai had a huge cumulus cloud forming and getting blown towards the sea. As I walked back along the path in the dusk I marveled at the Jaguars and Jacuzzis that line the million dollar homes in Montecito. Hundreds of well off folks, holed up in their own private mansion, whilest outside nature is putting on a performance words can't describe. | ||
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