When I lived in Hawaii, Summer meant something different. The North Shore would wind down and the South Shore would crank up. Being on the west side, we picked up both swells, though the south ones would be weaker for us.
Florida is a different story all together.
Last year, summer was not so bad. The Bermuda High set up in a nice spot and the swells came in. A few weeks ago, we actually had a decent shot of surf. The waves were breaking beyond the end of the public jetty which means it has some size.
Then this. Days and days of micro surf.
Just across the inlet is perhaps the most consistent surf on the East Coast of the United States. So people flocked there for some real surf!
Bon Voyage Everyone!
Costa Rica! California! El Salvador!
All places I will not be visiting anytime soon. While my buddies have flights booked and are ready to get some real surf in.
Sometimes doing the right thing is terrible for you.
A few years back I was the first person in my company to be layed off. I mean, there were lots of us who were layed off during those three days but before my company was bought out; the owners never layed anyone off ever. The new owners did not agree with that philosophy. So right smack in the economic down turn; I was chucked out on the streets.
Finding employment did not turn out the way I planned either. So I have been going through some difficult times trying to regain my way. So I am stuck. Not happy but not letting things get me down.
The surf forecast has just improved.
They are predicting 3 days of waves up to waist high!!!
Look for me on the Surfline cam. There will be a 11th guy in the desperation picture! Groveling on a board that is far to old and needs to be replaced yet happy to be in the water.