Friday, September 9, 2011

September 8, 2011. Western Head. Surfs Up.

The noise is deafening while sitting on the deck.   The waves pour into the shore, one after another.  You can hardly hear yourself think.    The air is still.  No breeze at all.  It is a perfect time to watch the surfers as long as you don't try to talk.  The crashing waves drown out all other sound.

The surfers were out before day break, riding those big waves.  Many must go to work but all day, there were surfers in Gull Bay, having the time of their lives.   It is 7:30 pm but they are still there,  trying to catch the wave.  It is my guess that the surfers rotate throughout the day.  From our deck it is difficult to identify the individual surfer.  They all look alike in their black wet suits complete with hoods.  That water is cold.  No way would I ever join them.

They move very fast as they ride those big waves toward shore.  It must be exciting.

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