Poor + + + + + +... I went out at about 5:30. I saw a handful of people out there and paddled out. I spent like an hour bobbing around trying to find surfable waves to no avail. I was getting read to pack up my toys and go home to post my poor - - - - - report, but then I made my way over to a nice little spot and found a ton of fun little punchy inner bar corners. So after like an hour of no waves, I find myself getting wave after wave and having a blast. I went through one more lull and another fun session before turning in for the night. Poor + for the conditions. One + for my first session since Sunday. Another + for some fun little corners. And three +'s for my little zen moment on the sand at the end of my session. Usually I'm in such a rush to get my surfing in and get back to doing whatever it is I have to do. Tonight I took it slow after my session. I stretched on the sand, enjoyed the sounds, sights, and smells of the ocean, and watched the Snowy Plovers scurrying around. During those few minutes, nothing else mattered, and I realized how damn lucky I was to be alive and to be there. Life is good... enjoy it while you can.