Under the Bridge

Stream of thought generated as I jumped off the rocks at Fort Point on this cold, rainy morning in San Francisco and paddled into the mouth of the bay.

1. I just submerged my 97.6 degree body into 48 degree water.
2. I am dressed like a seal, floating on a 2" thick piece of foam in shark infested water.
2. Coming off a +5 foot high tide- a lot of water is moving out of the mouth of the bay in the direction of China.
3. We are sitting directly under a bridge which itself weights thousands of tons, during rush hour, while thousands more tons of vehicles drive at a breakneck pace overhead.
4. We live in an earthquake prone region.
5. The water tastes like batteries dipped in feces.
6. The slippery, jagged rocks are the only available escape-route to terra firma.
7. The roaring waves have a tendency to slingshot you in the direction of the rock wall.
8. I can't quite see every now and then as my burning eyes fight for clarity.
8. Man- do I LOVE surfing with friends.