August 23rd, 2009 by admin

It was the morning after my birthday and we all woke up way too early. (”Das Boot” made an appearance at my birthday party the night before, nuf said.)

Alex, Adam and I were in our truck and Kim, Shane and Steve jumped in the Bennet’s Jeep and we all headed for Chesterman Beach.  We arrived to meet up with Rich and Breanne who just walked back up from the shore and informed us it was flat. We caught a glimpse of Long Beach on the way by and it looked descent enough to give a second look.  When we arrived there was a pretty good swell and it wasn’t too terribly crowded so we suited up and hopped in.  There was an extremely dense fog but the surf conditions were pretty sweet.

Rich, Adam and Breanne peeled off to the right of the big boulder and the rest of us headed to the left.  To close to the big rock on either side and you will find yourself in a pretty strong side rip.  The conditions were perfect everyone was having a great time except for me. :(  The combination of nursing an injured front foot and in all honesty a bit of a hangover equalled a fairly lackluster day in the water.  The waves got bigger and better as the day went on but so did my fatigue as well as the pain in the ball of my foot.  There was no where else I would rather be than in the water, don’t get me wrong but it is a shame I was there under those conditions.  That’s ok, I fully made up for it my next day out once my foot started to feel better.