Ferry  

So, I recently took off to Mustang Island for an overnight excursion with Taylor.  We camped at the state park and surfed the south and north jetties.  The surf was good, running in the 4-7 feet range with decent form and light onshore winds.  The weather was perfect for camping, dropping into the upper 40’s at night and a clear sky filled with stars.  I had went to the Port A grocery store after my first sesh and gathered some veggies and jalapeno sausage for the HB dinner later that night.  One carrot, a yellow onion, one clove of garlic, one jalapeno, the sausage, and 5 packets of butter from Whataburger, I know I know it’s not surf related, but it was the best damn HB dinner I ever had!  After the evening sesh I got the fire started, ate, and enjoyed the clear crisp night before turning in. 

In the morning the form of the waves were better then the day before, 3-6′ with some nice lefts wrapping off the jetty, and after 3 sessions on the 6′3″ Anacapa, it was refreshing to get back on a longboard where I was much more in my element.  As I pulled up to the south jetty there was one other surfer putting his wetsuit on…I got outta the truck, took one glance at the waves, gave a “What’s up?” to the guy and started to get my board out.  It was odd to me that the guy didn’t even look at me when he replied, as to act tough or hard with all his tats.  Funny thing was 10 minutes later, he was still just standing there with his wetsuit half pulled up looking off in the distance.  Then I noticed that he tried to pull his zipper up again and it didn’t stay up.  But in no way was he going to ask me to pull it up after he had acted so tough.  Finally, I asked him if he needed a hand with that and then it was as if we were old buddies, talking and surfing together for the next few hours…I just find it odd that an unspoken ‘man’ code says ya can’t ask another man to zip your wetsuit up….

Anyway, Megan and I are planning on going one of the last two weekends in March, so mark your calenders.