Hello Old Friend Surf

For the last two summers I just haven’t been able to get out to the coast to surf with as much frequency as I was did; in part due to Isaac leaving home and also we’ve attempted to be a one car family. Well, the one car thingy just didn’t work out and I recently replace the old Montero with an equally old Pathfinder. But…

One of the first things I did was plan a trip to Westport for a weekend of surf. I had decided I was going no matter what the weather, but as luck would have it, I was blessed with a golden weekend.

A beautiful sunset over the pacific. (Photograph by Steve Weileman)

I based out of Twin Harbors State Park, but I’d rise early in the morning, drive to a spot on the beach and setup a day camp. A bit of breakfast including a couple of cups of coffee, wiggle into the drysuit and head to the surf, which was a mellow 2’ to 3’. I didn’t mind as I needed to get my sea legs under me.

Seashore lupine (Lupinus littoralis) blooming in the dunes. (Photograph by Steve Weileman)

I stay out all day until the afternoon winds would drive me to shore where I’d make a lunch and hunker down in the sunshine for as long as I could stand it. Finally getting sand blasted off the beach, I’d head back to the park where the afternoon routine called for a nap in the sun, followed by a bit of coffee, reading and then a stroll on the beach looking for artifacts to add to my collection. Picking where slim but I did find a nice skull of a Western Gull (Larus occidentalis).

A waxing crescent moon setting just behind the sun. (Photograph by Steve Weileman)

Gear drying and scattered back at camp. (Photograph by Steve Weileman)

Once the day was up it was off to bed then repeat as needed. It was good to be back.