Incoming: Mavericks 2010
There is a strong sense of camaraderie on board with everyone offering tips and sharing info.
The smile on my face is as big as the boat itself, but once the chartered Huli Cat pulls out of Pillar Point Harbor, the initial I-wish-everyone-could-see-me-now feeling wears off in twenty minutes. The ride out to the break indicates what is in store for the day. We turn the corner of the jetty and start bouncing to rougher waters. As I hold on, the only letters I can text to my wife are, "Got on boat."
In the distance, I can see small waves breaking and tiny ants moving about. The water looks deep, big and hairy. Waves are tumbling in from as far as I can see. The ocean is working perfectly, but seeing these rollers so far from shore at this hour is like a glimpse of no man's land. As we get closer, the ants become jet skis and the waves become 30 to 40 foot tall monoliths.
© Jay Watson
