I suppose it could have been better. But then again, it can always be a little bit better, right?. Maybe I'm mildly masochistic, but there's something satisfying about saying 'what the fuck' and pulling on a wet wetsuit shortly before sunset. Karissa didn't come out. Instead, she stayed ashore and snapped a few photos. There weren't many waves, but we made the most of it. When we pulled in and unpacked, the sun was sitting just above the tree line to our left. We managed to surf for an hour, maybe more, before it began to get dark. Was good and glassy, albeit small. God knows I wanted more waves.
So Small.
Pig.
Waiting for waves...
Joe Go.
Squat & Slice.
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