Saturday, March 25, 2006 @ 7:30 AM
Your Board Tried To Kill Me
| Location: | Ventura County |
| Weather: | Cloudy from a front coming in |
| Conditions: | Powerful Gut Crunchers |
| Swell: | 5.9ft @ 14s @ 305° |
| Surf: | Waist High with Bigger Sets |
| Rip Curl Bomb Wetsuit Life: | 62 Sessions in Replacement Suit. |
Some board swapping, I tried the DT again and felt what it was like to turn. Mank tried the Mongrel and couldnt' stop laughing at how little rocker there was. He claimed the board tried to kill him after missing a few critical drops. I also tried the Bus, and dropped into 3-4 waves in a row where half way down the face as it got steeper the board simply was to wide and flat to stay in it and it was bailorama. Got caught inside with this hunk of foam, actually punctured through an open face on this thing, got a breath of air on the backside, before getting pulled back down a 5 foot wall of water backwards. A few more waves later, I'm paddling in knee high water on a sandbar trying to duckdive into sand. It was ugly.
Swithed up again and caught a few more on my board, before all three of us were pooped. I'm pretty sure Greggory never stopped laughing the whole session at one comment or another of Mank's.