Things started to change. She was becoming more uncomfortable in heavier conditions (meaning >2-3’) and would no longer winter surf with me. I was finding myself going alone more and more.
Last summer we were out on a beautiful day. The offshore wind suddenly gave her the heebs that it might blow her off shore and she couldn’t stay out. It’s gotten worse since then.
We had 3 surf days together all summer. They were 1-2’ at a beach break. It hurts to see her backing away from something we were both so stoked for. She recently told me ‘to her, surfing is like a nice glass of wine, while to me it’s more like crack’... har dee har har... but it wasn’t long ago that she felt the same way.
I know life changes... anyone ever have their best surfing buddy fade away, and manage to draw them back? I don’t force her into waves or locations she isn’t comfortable with, but that doesn’t leave very many days to get out!
Missing my buddy
