Saturday was a rough morning but we made it happen. Ramil, Spencer and I packed it up and headed north for Ft. Peirce. It’s only about an hour or so north of my house here in West Palm but it was well worth it.

Most sets were right around 4-5 ft but almost all of them were closeout sets so all you got was a good drop, maybe one turn before it completely imploded on you. It was fun as hell though just to get in the water and take a beating like that.

The crowd was typical Ft. Peirce. I thought it was going to be more of a zoo than it was which was good. Still quite crowded but you could find a spot. We did have a couple injuries during the day. Ramil’s foot was messed up and he had to cut his day short. I took a chunk out of my calf with one of my fins and had a gnarly wipeout and was smacked in the back of the other calf so hard I had a non-stop charley horse. Ouch.

Overall it was a great trip. A few hours of surf does a body good.