| The
Rusty Musty Weekend Report.
Went to assateague at 6 am on Friday morning only to find a decent swell
(waist to chest). veyr fun little waves and long rides...began to pick
up around 10 am and then wind blew much of the glass and waves out by about
noon. by the way, there were a couple of chiquita banana surfers there
that were quite cute, little surfer minxes.... anyway, my assateague trip
was a success and was happy about the 6 hour session of waves there, considering
it had been such a long time i had last visited
Drove back to Dewey wiht
a buddy only to throttle back couple of subs and find that the waves on
the DelMarVa coast were totally aweful and that i had become a wave snob.
around 6 oclock pm that friday night after the Assateague funbunch, we
hit the waves for a bit only to take out the funshape boards and get slammed
on the shorebrak, then out of nowhere w/in an hour the offshore ne breeze
picked up the waves considerable and made for a great left. we ended up
have a great little dusk wave riding fun and woke up to a rashed stomach
and sore arms....
Next morning the waves out
in dewey were decent, dumpy but fun (about waist to head high- some monsters
came through) and some nice rides were dished out...
Oh.... talk about a pin head
i am.... i thought the contest was on sunday when in fact it was on saturday...way
for myself and my 3 buddies to seriously DROP THE BALL on that one ! what
an idiot, i knew that a sunday contest sounded weird
Hope everybody else had a
good weekend... heading back down on wednesday and hopefully find somehting,
if anybody wil be down early let me know
adios
gusty...rhymes wiht rusty....and
musty
The
Neal Report: |
Jill
surfs (well sort of). We woke up bright and early (5:30am) to
the alarm blaring at us. Jill hits the snooze bar. 5:39 - the
alarm goes off again- (it
actually sounded louder) Jill hits the snooze bar.. this process continues
for about three more times...
We finally get on the road
at 7:00 am (not really dawn patrol unless you are already at the foonbunker.)
We go directly to K-Coast and get two boards a 9'0" and a 10'0" and wade
through the building traffic from 78th street south. By the time we get
to Assateague Neal, Todd and Mark are headed out of the water. (They did
a real dawn patrol) We exchange niceties in the
parking lot before Jill
and I hit the surf.
We do a little beach instructional
and I realize that Jill has her two piece on. I mention that this could
become an issue. She decides to put on her 1 piece instead. The only problem
is that the one piece she owns is the one she purchased for the first beach
trip with my family back in 1990. No lie. The good news
is that she still fits in
it just fine. The bad news is all the elastic has dry rotted and is no
longer doing its job. So back to the two piece....
It is now 10:30 and we still
have yet to hit the water. Size was fair (maybe 2-3') and there were some
crumblers we were going to utilize for the sake of learning. We complete
the beach tutorial and the beach towel changes and hit the water.
We get out pretty good and
we turn around okay. Here comes one (a little bigger than I wanted her
to go for) but it was already breaking outside and tumbling toward us.
Jill takes 3 strokes and the wave has caught her!! She's off!
I am perched up on my board
(the 10' - a real piece of shit by the way) and I see her press herself
up and she brings herself up to her knees the first thing I think is "Nice
butt" then I think "C'mon, slide one foot underneath you then the other."
She would have if
the shore wasn't approaching
so fast. She did not hit the shore. she was smart enough to slide off the
side before getting there. So she comes back out to me and we try again.
She was trying so hard.
The next wave is a better
sized one (about 2') and she catches it / it catches her with relative
ease. Again about half way up and again I think "nice butt". The shoreline
just will not get out of her way.
I ditch my board and help
her paddle out by grabbing the nose and taking her through the waves. She
really could have used a surf shirt because she got flushed. This is good
for me - not so good for her paddling out.
We are headed out and a big
un (think The Perfect Storm) starts mounting on the horizon. The water
pulls us toward the wave, sandbars are exposed, people coming down to the
shoreline to pick up the fish flopping around on the newly exposed beach.
The sunlight is obscured by the wave, Navy vessels are scrambled to head
out to sea. And there is Jill in her two piece paddling toward this leviathan
of a wave....
What happened next I am really
not sure-- but when I saw her again she wasn't speaking to me...
It could have been when I
yelled at the top of my lungs, "Paddle dammit paddle!!!" or when I pushed
her directly into the face of the wave (we hadn't covered duck diving)not
that it would have mattered on a 9'0". Or maybe it was just that I failed
to tell her that when you go directly up the face of the wave while holding
onto the board you will climb up the face only to be deposited under the
sandy bottom.
Jill did say she had fun
up until the near-drowning incident and me yelling at her. We will try
again with a surf shirt and a Gath helmet. All in all we did have a good
day at the beach. The important thing to me is that she tried, she gave
an honest effort and I saw her top come off. These are all qualities that
I applaud.
See you all in the line up.
- Robb "she got those bruises
from surfing Your Honor" Smith |