Wed., Oct. 9th, 2019: Crumbly

Loc: Church Beach / Trestles

Time: 1000-1130

Conditions: onshore, 3-4 Ft., slopey, crowded

Board: Puddle Jumper

            We gambled. Why hit the surf early on the high tide? I’ve surfed Church enough on a high tide and am well versed on how a slopey wave can get even slopier with too much water. It’s not fun. So…on a rare day off, since the wife had the Jewish holiday for the school district, we headed south.

            Unfortunately, when we showed up, there was already texture as well as a lot of fucking people. At the bottom of Church, the long right at the south end, a set popped up, and despite the wind there were a few long, peeling rights. We were hopeful at that point and opted for the smaller of our boards in hopes to get a little bit of performance surfing. Still, we didn’t paddle out right there, especially at the sight of a longboard pack who just paddled out in front of us. We pushed it to north Church where I score my usual lefts when it’s working. Yeah…it was crowded there, too.

            The tide was on its way out but still high. The waves coming in were so slopey, like those gutless shoulders that welcome more planing surface to just trim down the line (a longboard) versus more face to surf top to bottom.

            It was hard to even get the scraps. Guys already had the spot on lock, sitting at the top.

            Into the next hour the wind picked up and people started to leave. The waves began to stand up more, but the quality was a big issue. Just the wind alone kept making the waves run away faster. It didn’t matter that we had the pick of the litter now. Regardless, the quality was still better than Porto, if that means anything. My best waves were on my backhand. I got one long right, a borderline triple hitter that swung so wide that no one else stood a chance to get it. I had maybe two like that.

            Bri did okay, but I think we should’ve ridden our bigger equipment. That was my mistake. But she was happy, especially after being sick all last week, she was stoked just to be out. As KK would say, “Any day surfing beats a day in the office.” He’s right. I’m a firm believer of that.

            We hit the freeway again for home, stopping for a couple McCafés and then grabbing lunch at the best Chinese restaurant in the South Bay, Seafood Town in Torrance. Three lunch special dishes, totaling at $29 after tip, was enough to also feed us for dinner that night. But…that classic session is still looming over me. When will I catch Church good again, solo or maybe with Klaude? Who knows? But I am due. I am due for an epic sesh.