Overheard upon getting to the lineup: "I told them you'd be out here. But, I told them you'd be on your surfboard. Not that." The sponging teenager replied, "But Mah-awwm, it was barreling. I'd rather get shacked than do a few snaps." Disappointed mom paddled away leaving son to ponder his choices. He seemed content. WH to CH fun waves that gave a little bit of a walled face to zip across and then out before the wash. Lots of kelp to pull off the leash if you went too far. The tide was "Oh yeah, I forgot about those r0cks" low. Fairly glassy surface and the big glowing thing in the sky even poked through.