"I will see you again... but not yet... not yet..." -Juba
The first session of the season. Looking forward to it all winter. The anticipation that leads up to that first moment; catching your breath as the water surrounds you; the sharp brace of cold, the chill of your wet-suit flushing through, the warm spring air, the rush of the wave as it lifts your board, slicing down the wall, the stoke of that first ride. Started checking all the reports the previous week; weather, tide, buoy, surf. Thursday was looking good, then degraded, then got worse, then... chest high, blown out slop. Wind. Rain. $hit.
Patience has always needed work, but this was really workin' it. Whaddaya do? Weekend was for work. Looks like May will see the first ride. The elements and schedules WILL cooperate soon enough. This night... family, friends, hot wings, cold drafts, and the NFL draft.
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