Wednesday, October 05, 2005 @ 5:30 PM
Windswell Savior
| Location: | Sands | ||
| Weather: | Indian Summer | ||
| Conditions: | Peaky Windswell, Sporadic Racetracks | ||
| Swell: | NW Windswell |
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| Surf: | Waist High Sets | ||
| Wetsuit Life: | 2 Sessions in Rip Curl Bomb |
Comments:
I certainly can become a creature of habit. If a session works for me one day, I'll go back to the same place, same time, with the same board. With Santa Barbara being so fickle, one doesn't want to take the chance of jinxing yourself by assuming it is good somewhere else, or that you can bring out a higher performance board for tommorrow's session. So it was on the Fish, in the Bomb, at Sands, after Work. Again. The habit paid off because it was just like yesterday, a crowd of students strewn from the Cliff House to the Docent, with two very dense packs, one being the peak I surfed yesterday.
So I walked even further, all the way down to the 2nd white sign saying to not disturb the snowy plover. Here the density was more agreeable, and I was soon trading waves with like minded lower density surfers. The Fish was the right choice, those on potato chips were scratching and grimacing and it was painful to watch the missed waves. Not that I let it stop me from scrapping into anything I could find.
Surfing two days in a row on the same equipment at the same place has a real postive effect on one's surfing. The blown takeoffs and bogged down turns that haunt me on day one are mostly gone by day two and I'm surfing like a super hero (in my own mind), taking off with confidence on late pop up peaks breaking in shallow water, and actually getting in turns off the top and cutbacks off the wash, and in general surfing in the zone.
The sun went down and it was me, a guy and a girl, all equadistant from each other and occaionsaly, overlapping on lefts and rights. A good session.