Expectations

I need to lower my expectations more often. Most of the forecasts, including the one site that is specific to El Porto, concluded that the homebreak would be left with nothing to surf over the weekend. If Friday was any indication, the forecasts appeared to be spot-on because Friday was frickin' horrible.

So Saturday morning rolls around and this early light wakes me up around 6am. I was planning on sleeping in but I'm pretty horrible at doing that so I got up, loaded the bike with the new White Diamond and started peddling. Truth be told, I was expecting to watch the surf -or what surf could be seen from shore given the thick fog layer- and ultimately turn around and go home.

However, along the bike path I was seeing peaks here and there. Like legitimate "average day" peaks. And it was super clean. It was nothing to shake a stick at but it was a helluva lot better than the day before and a LOT better than what was forecast. To top it all off, it was practically uncrowded. I surfed right out front and can't remember even having to back off a wave for another surfer. It was 2-3ft with a few plus sets.

Sunday was nice. Kind of reminded me of a Fall morning with the semi-overcast skies and offshore wind. It was a bit smaller than Saturday but waaaaay better shaped. I caught some really nice ones which gave me a good opportunity at getting this new board dialed in. I'm not quite there yet -especially backside- but I'm making progress. Once again, the morning was uncrowded. I'm guessing either the 1-2ft forecast kept people away or folks were heading North and South to capture some of these hurricane swells. Whatever the reason...please keep it up. I need more days like these.