Santa Cruz and Mudding

On Friday after school, Sasha, Jack, Henry and I headed up to West Camino Cielo. We had my truck and Henry’s and we were ready to go on the dirt road. We traveled a while along the bumpy dirt road until we were nearly 6 miles up, basically in the middle of nowhere. There was a very large puddle that Henry decided to try and go through, but he got stuck. His truck was a lot bigger than mine so  I could not get him out. Sasha’s dad had to come to the rescue and pull him out late at night.

On Saturday morning I headed up to Santa Cruz for a surf contest on Sunday. The drive from Santa Barbara to Santa Cruz takes about about 5 hours, depending on traffic. My dad and I headed up on Saturday morning, so I could get there in time to surf and get used to the colder water. I was surprised when the water wasn’t as cold as I expected, but it was still a few degrees colder than the water here in Santa Barbara. I surfed at Steamer Lane on Saturday, and the conditions were fun, though it was a bit inconsistent due to the south swell that hadn’t picked up yet. Steamers is one of the most known surf spots in Santa Cruz, and every time I have been there, there has always been waves, even if they weren’t the best. This weekend though, the contest was at a different spot, the hook, where I have never surfed before. I didn’t really know what to expect. I checked when my heat was on the NSSA website. 6:30 AM. I was a bit surprised at this, I wasn’t even sure if it was light outside at 6:30 in the morning. We got some great sushi for dinner, but we had to walk through 6 blocks to get there first.

I heard my alarm go off at 5:30 a.m. and really did not want to wake up. I quickly got dressed and grabbed my wetsuit, which was still slightly wet from the day before. We arrived at the Hook, a place I have never surfed before, at about 6:00 in the morning. The waves looked small and clean, and reminded me of Mesa lane, a break here in Santa Barbara. I surfed my first heat and made it which was a bonus. The crowd of free surfers around were respectful and didn’t interfere with us which was nice. I got out in the next round, the semifinal, which was a bummer. Overall it was a fun weekend up north.


Waves this weekend

This weekend was good as far as waves go. Friday the conditions became prime right before dark, and I scored some fun beach break with my brother Colin and his friend Josh. The wind was howling, but it was offshore so it was a good thing. It was great also because there was only one other guy out surfing, and he was down the beach. Fun surf sessions can happen in the least expected places and times, because just a little bit of a change of the tide, swell direction, wind, or a combination of those things can change everything. Earlier that day the wind was blowing very hard onshore, and the ocean did not look promising. But, as the sun got lower, the waves and conditions got better.

Saturday was not great, I surfed Rincon and it was rather small, and there was a bit of a crowd. There was still a few fun ones despite being unmotivated by the majority of bad waves. Sunday was a different story. My friends Adam, Jeff, and I headed up to Hollister Ranch. We didn’t think that it was going to be very good, but we were pleasantly surprised when we got our first glimse of the ocean and saw a solid set of about 5 waves roll in. We were super excited and rushed to the spot to where we threw on our sandy wet wetsuits on and paddled out. It ended up being a fun time with all of us switching off waves and just enjoying the day. We weren’t sure what to expect after our first session, but we headed back down the beach and caught a glimpse of a few good looking waves down the beach. We paddled back out with slowly freezing feet because it was too good of an opportunity to pass up. It was just us three out in the water too, so that made it even better. By the end of the day, I was completely sunburned, surfed out, and ready to go to bed by about 6. The day wrapped up the weekend very well, and was the best day out of those three days.