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| Date/Time: |
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Monday, 6 October 2003 5:45-7:00pm |
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Sands |
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Foggy |
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High Tide Mushiness |
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| Swell: |
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5.0ft @ 17s @ 300° |
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Tide: |
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5.6 @ 7:44 |
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Waist High at Best. |
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Board: |
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Roberts |
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Comments:
Blah. The buoys are blaring 17-20 second period stuff out of the NW and yet nothing was showing at lunchtime. Gave it a bunch of hours and figured something magical may have happend by sunset. Not the case. Took the long walk down to sands and paddled out and sat with Mario. A few rideable sets came in, mostly caught by longboarders. I ended up sitting in 3 feet of water trying to catch them. Didn't catch much, but I got 2 really fun rides, a right and a left. Perhaps starting to get the Roberts wired.
The surf was mushy, and the air was foggy. It was nice and quiet out in between sets, quite peacefull actually. The water was full of yuck, red tide, and oil and who knows what. No signs of life out there besides 40 surfers strewn out, all disapointed cause they'd read about the buoys or stupid surf sites like this.
Surfed till I couldn't see any more. The walk back was nice and relaxing. Got passed by a guy who had built his own surfboard trailer with some PVC pipe and a big wheel. Thing needed some vibration isolation big time as i could hear it coming from behind 5 minutes before he got to me. As he passed, he let me know, "On your left." Kind, but un-neccesary. Blah. we need waves.