This is a secret little sandbar that I have been surfing by myself for the last month. I was looking for something else when I stumbled upon this ridiculously fun a-frame breaking for an audience of one. Since our initial meeting, I have named this wave “The Creek” due to the natural water source that feeds my new friend. I have enjoyed lefts, rights, turns, barrels (unsuccessfully ridden) and some serious beatings while learning the ins and outs of this new wave. After one of the most memorable autumns ever, the forecast has changed for the worse. I’m hoping The Creek and her perfect sandbar will survive the onslaught of rain, that she is resilient and will stand the test of time. However, sand moves, the stream that feeds her will open up and the resulting change in contour will have an effect on this perfectly placed lump of sand. Regardless, I can guarantee she will be on my radar and I will head up to check on her whenever the forecast looks promising. Until next time, hold steady sweetheart.
I’m off of the road and back at the desk. Driving the length of the West Coast — including Baja — was an excellent way to spend the month of June, but all good trips must come to an end. Looking forward to getting some work done back home and taking off again in September. Summer, bring it on.