sympathetic neck pains
Woke early to surf, but the surf wasn't cooperating. Everybody was angry or hurt or both, sometimes life sucks even when it doesn't. Can't we all just get along? Delayed surf and performed some routine maintenance to make everybody feel better. Avery hung his samples, and Cline cleaned his car while we waited for the surf to shape up. Lewis and Dave eventually arrived, Lewis shot some photos, and we finally paddled out around 10:30 with Blair and Spyder close behind. The waves were a wee bit bigger than earlier in the morning. I surfed my 7'8" gun for the first time in a year.
Took a while to get out, made it past the inner bar quickly, but ended up in the in-between soup duck diving whitewater and the occasional closeout for 20 exhausting minutes trying to find a channel while the current dragged me down the beach. When I eventually made it out the waves were large and glassy. Lots of waiting for the right one. Caught three nice ones, got blown apart or clipped each time. After the second big wave I was feeling really good, after the third was I was feeling really bad. Got stuck inside for ten minutes of thrashing in the soup, was about to give up when I looked over and saw Cline paddling next to me with the same look of exhaustion on his face. Misery loves company. He finally gave up and turned for the shore, I paddled for another 5 minutes before doing the same.
Went for lunch at Zazi, sat out back under the heat lamps and ate a wonderful un, duex, trois soaked in maple syrup and talked. Retired to Lewis and Ange's to sit by the fire and make sure Haley hadn't also been stricken with neck pains. Thankfully she was her usual bouyant self.
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