the last days of Surfing Safari 2012
The final days of our summer trip to Arch Cape were a whirlwind of family and friends… and daily surfing or paddling expeditions. There’s no way to summarize them except in the most cursory way.
Thursday, July 26th. Surfing in mid-AM with Ben Walsh at Indian Beach. It was semi-clean, 3-4 ft waves, WNW. Decent time for a mid-day surf.
Friday, July 27th. Surfing in early AM with Sean McEnroe and Ben Walsh at Indian Beach. A bit later than the previous day. Small, but clean. Fun. Ben took the Big Blue Flame Linden, Sean the 8′ Blue Linden, and I was back on my Super Ugly. I love that board. Later in the afternoon… what a perfect day it was, with low winds and sunny weather… super small waves and clean surface. A few of us took turns paddling out on the kayak out in front of the house. Super fun. I went in just my shorts, crocks, hat and sunglasses. I did flip the ‘yak in a wave near the rocks at Arch Cape but it was no big deal. I even managed to retrieve my hat and glasses from the waves… no problem. I am over my fears about ocean kayaking. Friday afternoon was so gorgeous I ended up hanging out with the family on the beach, digging sandcastles and playing… I could not be bothered to hit my final training session of the training cycle! Barbell Gods forgive me; this was supposed to be a vacation and I took a day off training.
I can’t remember for sure if we went out on Saturday July 28th or not. As I recall it was a situation of “no waves at all” and I called it off at about 6:00 am, and went back to bed. It was a lazy day later on, with visits from the Shipleys and DK with George. Also, my folks arrived.
That Saturday was the last day of my 4 week training cycle… and on Sunday, my “play week” began. I was feeling good about how active I’d been in the last week. Something nearly every day.
Normally Sundays are rest days for me, but this was a surfing safari, so, on the first day of “play week,” on Sunday morning, July 29th, at a pretty low tide, Sean and I went out, he on the kayak, and me on the Big Blue Flame, taking off right out of Arch Cape, and paddling south around the cape into Falcon Cove. Although the swell was down to flat, there were some small rollers in Falcon Cove and we both managed to ride both kayak and board (we switched, half way through) and felt pretty badass for making the 400 meter paddle south and back to check it out.
Monday morning, July 30th, Sean and I did a repeat of the prior day’s surf adventure, this time joined by my Dad, who is 69 years old. What a trooper! He stayed on his Big Blue Flame Linden, then switched to the Kayak, which he seemed to enjoy. Sean stayed on the Super Ugly the whole time and said it did him well. There was less to ride in the way of surf than on Sunday, but it was still fun making the paddle into Falcon Cove. Monday afternoon, feeling kicked from all the activity, and overly surrounded by too many family and friends, I again skipped my planned workout. Anyway, I HAD worked out… just by paddling and surfing. I justified this to myself as an acceptable thing to do during a “play week” where I also happened to be at the beach.
Tuesday afternoon, July 31st, we took the family down for a high-tide mid-day session at Shorties. This was mediocre surfing at best (2 ft. SW swell at 19 seconds… i.e. almost flat). To make things worse, the kids and wives had a horrible time. It was one of the most beautiful days, but the North winds had kicked back up… first time in days… and they didn’t enjoy the mini sandstorms that each gust brought.
Wednesday morning, August 1st, I thought about going out alone. It was a super early morning super low tide, still no waves at all, and the prior day’s N wind had kicked up the surface into a chop. And it was gray. At about 6:30 am I looked out at the shallow waters, choppy surface, gray skies, and flat waves and decided I could deal with being done with surfing for the summer. I suppose I might have worked in a workout on Wednesday, but I didn’t… I let the prior day’s surfing session stand in for that… again justifying it as acceptable during a play week… and also in view that I had to clean up the beach house and travel. I spent all day cleaning, then drove to PDX, said goodbye to Mom and Dad, and flew out of the state.
Alas! All things, good and bad, must come to an end.