Frequently when you head off to the beach to score some quick waves, the first spot you arrive at just doesn't look that fresh. Enter the search. The questions pop up quickly. North or South? Beach break, sheltered cove, or the long haul to a point? Do I have the right board? How about heading back to bed?
Arriving at Ocean Beach this morning we found mixed up, inconsistent wind swell scattered up and down the beach. At mid-beach we hiked the dune to get a better look. Blue skys in every direction were greatly tempered by the frigid breeze hauling off of the Pacific. How about a gander at Pacifica? Sure- can't hurt.
The next lookout- hurtling down the steep curves of Highway 1 into Pacifica. Oh man- it really doesn't look like much here.
Then Rockaway- yep, it's flat. Finally hitting the crest over Linda Mar our suspicions were confirmed- nothing.
So we reset our bearings north, and an hour after we began our "quick trip" we were reparked at Ocean Beach. What is it that they say about the grass is always greener.... Once in the water it was actually pretty decent. We managed to post up on a nice little sand bar and as long as you battled the current a bit- little drops, quick spitters, and random ramps were on offer every few minutes.
Well I guess that's just part of surfing. The search is inevitable, but sometimes you gotta just stick with your gut and take what you can get.
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