by Otter » Fri Mar 30, 2007 3:19 am
Surfing at Abs, Pt. Loma, Sunset Cliffs, San Diego, CA. USA. December 24, 2005. Largest waves in 10 years with this storm. I'm on the outside, on my 10'. Wrong choice of board for the conditions. Waves are 20'-25' faces, steep and hollow. After attempting several take offs, I realized things weren't working and I decided to paddle in. I look to the horizon, nothing terribly unusual so I start paddling in. The huge amounts of water are flowing back to sea, I'm going against the "tide" so to speak and not making much progress. I turn around to check the horizon and there is a set coming in from way, way outside. I turn to face the set, paddling my little butt off as are all the other surfers on the outside. My buddy, also riding a 10' board, barely makes it over the top and bails off his board, punching himself through the lip. His board, on end, could easilly have stood on top of itself, and not gone from the bottom to the top of the wave, I estimate between 22'-25' face. I'm about 10'-15' in front of the impact zone. This is the largest wave I have ever been in the water with, and it breaks right in front of me. I get thrashed. I'm held under for at least 45 seconds, although it felt like an eternity. There is nothing but bubbles to try and swim in, and bubbles won't float you. I recover my breath, gasping deeply for air. In So Cal, sets usually come in 3's. The second wave thrashes me. I've had enough. I grab my board (somehow the leash didn't snap) turn toward shore and grab hold with all my stregth. The wave breaks practically directly behind, lifts my body off the board, wrenching my back, but I hold on. In about a half a second, I'm going from 0 to about 45 mph. That was my scariest experience, except perhaps for seeing the headless seal floating through the lineup at La Jolla Shores...