Half marathon had half the beach shut down. Could tell the ###### was a conveyor belt going north (trippy when you can -see it clearly from the parking lot) but the wind was right so had a go. Fun, in a mixed-up windswell-small groundswell kind of way. trudging downcurrent for another go-out felt like a condor trying to tame santa ana's. Got a few funzies only a little orifice entry - hope the rain was light enough that a year's worth of gunge hadn't already puked into the lineup.
Watched three kids head out way too far north - only question was how would they deal with Lucille rocks. They didn't pick up on ###### imminency until less than 200 to go. Tried to paddle against it for a minute then gave it up as lost. Two of them paddled for the beach pronto. The best paddler was the only one I was worried about - you could tell he didn't want to do the dickdrag of shame in. Fortunately he came to his senses just on the right side of the rocks.