There was still quite a bit of swell in the water, but shape was just ok. Some makeable shoulders, but mixed in with alot of close outs.
I am proud to announce that this is the 100th post on my blog, at least according to my blog stats. I love blog stats. I am now averaging about 50 hits a day with the best day ever peaking at 79 views. Watch out Perez, I’m coming up. Speaking of blogging, I met up this weekend with fellow blogger and rabid snowboarder, Erica, from snowboard-women.com. She fit me in for a coffee on Saturday for this one weekend she was in town in between all of her fabulous trips to Whistler, Vail, Mammoth, etc. One of the things we chatted about was the incredibly positive experience we’ve had from blogging – the online presence that gets established, the reader feedback, and cool social community that grows out of it. We strolled down to ZJ Boarding House near my apartment to do a little shopping and check out their gear. I had to pick up a new travel bag for my upcoming weekend to Tahoe, and she had never been to ZJ’s. I used to think that ZJ’s was the pinnacle of board shops, but it doesn’t impress me at all any more. They seem to have really fallen behind in terms of customer service and product knowledge, but boy do they seem to do great business. I guess if you’ve been around as long as they have, it’s just a given.
On the surfy front, I survived my nomats session on Saturday without succumbing to any major bacterial ramifications. Once again, the good news is that I was able to paddle pain-free. Once again, the bad news is I suck. That’s all I really have to say about that. Surf was solid on Sunday morning at the pier, but I didn’t paddle out. There were a bunch of guys killing it, though, including Alan Sarlo, Ron Jay, Scott Anderson, Jim Muir and all the other legendary Venice dudes. Fun to watch. It got really big in the afternoon. I heard Sunset was double overhead.
Gonna try to fit in a morning session this week before leaving town for Tahoe. I have to get more consistent with my go-outs if I’m ever going to get back in shape.
The pier looked super fun this morning. 3 – 5 foot and good shape. A little slow on the high tide (seems like I’ve been writing that phrase alot lately), but good. I took a few pictures, but once again, my camera shut down after about the third shot because of low batteries, so I missed a bunch of super fun looking waves.
Have a nomats session scheduled for Saturday so I can’t be a wuss. A nomats session means we have to paddle out no matter what. That includes gale force winds, squalls, hail storms, tornadoes, cyclones, flat surf, macking surf, close outs, everything. Ok, maybe if it involves putting our lives in danger we could pass, but really, it is no matter what. I say that for a nomats session, you can’t even do surf check first before paddling out. You show up, put your wetsuit on and go. Annika says that we can look at the surf first, but just can’t let it sway our resolve to paddle out. We’re still fighting about that one.
On a separate matter, BP has a birthday this weekend so happy b-day BP. Can’t wait to see you next month!
A friend of mine has launched a new website, Dogtown Ink, described as “a cross between The Onion and a local color ‘zine for Venice Beach.” I think it’s hilarious. Check it out.
Did I happen to mention that I’m a wuss? Yes. I think I did. Went to the pier early Saturday morning to paddle out, but I didn’t. It was cold and kind of big and kind of closing out, so I wussed out and didn’t go. There were guys out so it was surfable, and in a different time and place in my life (last year for instance), I totally would have said what the fuck and just gone for it. Where did that girl go? Nope. Not now. I stood shivering on the pier for about 1/2 hour and then opted to meet up with Nerd #1 for breakfast instead after her yoga class. So no surfing this weekend. And it is supposed to rain off and on all week, so if I’m going to get in the water anytime soon, I have to get my ass out of bed early before work tomorrow to get in a quick session. But given the fact that I’m a wuss, I wouldn’t bet on that either.
It looked fair today at the pier. 3 – 4 foot and average shape. A little slow on high tide, but there were about a dozen out on the south side and about 1/2 dozen on the north side. Should have paddled out this morning, but I didn’t because I’m a …. well you know why.