I hit the snooze button one too many times. I meant to wake up at five-thirty, but I woke up to Jon's call at six-fifteen. I sped off to 26th thinking that I was late, but I was surprised to see open parking spaces. I parked right on top of the hill and waited for Jon. Jon brought his two friends, Christoph and Yo, to surf for their first times. We couldn't get an extra wetsuit, so he ended up just taking pictures. That left me on teacher duty.
We went over some basic stuff on the sand, then I got them to the inside to catch some white water. Yo had a hard time; they both did. Christoph seemed to catch on a little better, and he actually popped up on one wave. Yo kind of hung around on the inside and faced the shore with his booty in the air.
I saw Klaude on the shore. He brought his tripod and camera to take some pics. For the first hour when I paddled out with Yo and Christoph, there were some clean little three foot peaks that came through. By the time Klaude showed up, the tide dropped, and the surf got smaller and inconsistent. The tide swept us far north, and Klaude was motioning us back to the peak where his camera was set. I paddled to the peak and had to share it with some kids and a couple older guys. I missed out on some decent waves because of the crowd. The ones I got weren't good rides. They either closed out, or were small. I wanted to see if I could get Klaude some good shots, but I couldn't. I had one decent right that gave me one good bottom turn, then a mini crack off the top. Jon and Klaude missed that. Or maybe in my head I thought it looked cool, but in real life I look like a Barney. I was pretty tired trying to charge those little waves. I climbed back on shore and apologized to Klaude. I hope the surf gets better.
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