October 24.

I realized that photo content is more important than my writing on my blog. I’m no journalist, and I’m an even crappier story-teller. The problem was that I’m also not somebody who always has my phone on me - like when sailing, the phone is tucked away playing music to a speaker in the cockpit, hence so few photos of actual sailing.

So I’m going to make an effort to get more photos. I walked across the street from work to the Huntington Beach pier, snapped a couple. I didn’t have long because I was standing near a gift shop that some homeless person pooped on the side of the building of, but I took these 2 photos and cropped them a bit. There has been a decent run of surf for a couple days, and with the weather this way it’s often difficult or impossible to see a horizon line. You can here, but this morning it was just silver from the sand up to the sky. While out surfing, you can’t notice the texture of a wave forming until it’s just about to break on you. The reason I like these conditions is because it almost always means good waves, good memories. In fact, I contemplated naming my sailboat “Silver Water” or something because it was such a positive memory for me when the weather and waves are like this.  But that name kind of sucks, A Cenoura is much better. Note that it’s the end of October and people are still playing at the beach in trunks, even in the gloomy weather. Water temps are actually warm and feel the same as the air. I’m curious how much Hurley paid the city of Huntington to convert all the “H” letters into their company logo for lifeguard towers.