It was the second time in a week we drove south. Not only was the forecast much better than on Monday, it kept building with every model refresh. If Monday was more of a “I really want to go even if I know its wishful thinking” then Saturday was a no brainer. Everybody drove south for the waves.
Its funny how expectations screw with our perception. Moday we did not expect much, seeing the sea completely flat was a downer but when some small shitty waves poped up towards the evening we were all happy. When these same conditions greeted us on Saturday, when we expected solid waves the whole day the mood was nowhere near the one on Monday:)!?
Anyway, the waves finally picked up late in the afternoon and we had a really fun session with just 20 closest friends :)).
The finals took place in the local pizza place where out of the season the only people are locals yelling at the soccer match on tv and a loud group of red eyed surfers drinking beer amd feasting on post surf pizza.
NOA, 6.10.18