It has been a summer of small surf on my side of the United states. Small and consistent. The clans of waves come in and are gobbled up by hordes of micro-sized children and older people on longboards. Every once in a while, I am there too. The old guy on a tiny shortboard…zipping down the line.
We seem poised to beat a record. The latest start of a hurricane season since recorded data was collected. We just have to make it to September 11th and history will be made. The Sahara desert, still pumping warm, dry air over the Atlantic is doing it’s part to see that this happens.
Recently, I wrote a post when one storm, Dorian, seemed to be breaking the season wide open. Boy was that a bust! So even though it has not been great here; it is not dead flat either. So until we hit the record or have a major swell maker, guys like my friend Dan will not be at home crying about it. They will be out on their logs pulling in behind the peak.