After a full day of watching perfect surf go by without a way to get the board to the beach (and time to surf because of deadlines) I was able to talk my neighbor Patrick into hitting the beach.
I forgot how happy just being in the water and catching a nice glassy ride really made me. So miss that feeling. Patrick is only starting out but he was doing fairly well.
The surf was 2-4 ft and completely glassy and peeling. I took the longboard out and caught a ton of rides, grinning from ear to ear. We went out early in the morning and once again around 4pm. The latter set was a bit smaller but still rideable. The water felt amazing and I can’t wait till hurricane season comes along once again. The odd rantings of all South Florida surfers, haha.






