Confession surf report:
2/22, Mon:
I took the 9-0 noserider outside at EpiSo around sunset. I had to take the rip straight out to the SW to get out and then paddle back around to the North nearly a half mile to where a right was breaking on an outer sand bar.
It turned out to be quite a bit bigger outside than I expected and I didn't really have the right equipment with the round nose. I found one big right that was 2X or so and then paddled back around to get in position.
I went for another one, but didn't quite catch it. Unfortunately, there was a beast behind it. I paddled frantically up the face and slid off the side of the longboard near the top. The wave grabbed my board and I felt a tug on my leg, then nothing. Crap, it’s getting dark, I’m alone, and I’m more than a quarter mile out with no board.
I stayed calm and started to swim toward the shore, trying to get any help from the waves that I could. I knew there were some deeper water channels inside, so I was a bit concerned about current. After a few minutes of making progress toward the inside, I spotted my board floating fin up on the inside in deeper water. I swam as fast as I could to the board and grabbed it before another set hit. I was pretty winded by then, so I made the rest of the way in at a leisurely pace. At the beach, I inspected my leash and it was fine. The string through the leash plug had snapped. By the time I walked back down the beach to the truck, it was dark.
