You'll Have To Take My Word For it

The wind shifted to the north after gusting offshore to 40 knots yesterday. I got out alone and was treated to big rollers and some calaposis. I'm putting some of the crests at 5 feet as they were breaking over the wall and hid the channel markers from me (the markers sit higher than my head, the traditional 3-foot wave marker). I bobbled and surfed and, then, thought better of being out there alone with no helmet and no companion. Especially since the lake seemed determined to dash me on the wall.

During the short time I was on the outside, I came to appreciate how I'd grown in skills since that first lesson with JB. I saw the water rise before me, break around me and rush toward the wall; and, yet, I felt relaxed and thoroughly enjoyed my time afloat.

But, you'll have to take my word for it since I left my camera at home. Besides, I don't believe I would have been willing to take even one hand off my paddle to capture the scene.

Paddle safe...
DS