Whale of a Dream

I dreamt of giant cartoon whales last night. They began swimming in the midst of the water at the beach where I was relaxing. Soon they were breaching around the people frolicking in the warm currents just off shore. I was concerned that they were going to eat or injure some of the patrons but they seemed largely focused on darting to and fro, maybe feeding on dream world thoughts and ideas. One particularly energetic whale puffed himself up and cruised across the top of the water like a balloon. How Strange.

We surfed Linda Mar yesterday before work. Whales were feeding a few hundred yards off shore. I saw the head of one or two rise to the surface and the occasional blow-hole spray. I love knowing that we haven't completely destroyed the eco-system and that the whales are on the move to and from the feeding and mating grounds. What a wonderful adventure- constantly moving north and south in a dance with the sun. The surf was small but pulsing enough to provide bunch of fun rides.
Today I picked up a new 5/4 XCEL suit. It seems a hell of a lot better constructed than the Hyperflex suits I've been wearing up to this point, but time will tell. I also grabbed some new boots and the 180 degrees South flick. New gear rocks.