Thursday, November 10, 2011
The conditions were perfect last night. Crystal clear autumn sky, full moon straight overhead at mid tide with offshore winds and a small groundswell. The inner werewolf was howling to get out. Grab the midnight blue single fin and hit the water. Doing a daytime activity in the light of the moon feels like stealing time that you are not supposed to have. The light gives off shadows as strong as day but familiar places are somehow unfamiliar and motion seems to drag like in a strange dream. Stoked on that solo session. GO SURF!