I pick unpopulated spots to surf. I’m shy and fear strangers more than I fear drowning... I know, I know. I wouldn’t have gone if the waves had started as big as they were becoming near the end...
Anyways there were 3 others at the left point. I was alone on the reef. At low tide where the water meets the beach there is a steep drop off. At high tide the water runs over that.
Tide was almost max. I was cold and tired and rode a small one in. It washes you straight to that drop off I mentioned. I failed to notice the giant set behind me.
Picked me and my new board up and threw us on the beach. Undertow dragged us back out to do it again. Back on the beach. Dragged back out, picked up and thrown back on the beach a third time when I finally got my fingers into the sand and crawled out against the undertow, dragging my board.
Dammit. I have some repairs to do. I haven’t been caught in something like that in years. Thought I had learned some sense

a living example of why you shouldnt go alone, and why you check what’s coming when you plan your exit. I’m lucky it’s just chips and scuffs and the board wasn’t snapped in half.
Grr