The Wave Less Traveled

My surf buds and I sit on our boards between waves, and often the subject finding a fun new spot to surf.  We compare notes, talk about making plans, only to see each other next weekend at our usual break.  Thankfully, I have a great surf bud who is more action than talk.  When this weekend approached, she suggested driving a few miles up the coast.  We arranged to meet early the next morning and head out.

Now early is relative, but considering I attended my son’s surprise engagement dinner the night before, I think I did pretty well.

We decided to take the back roads, and stay of the oft-crowded beach highway until we got close to our destination.

We’re very fortunate to live on the east coast of Florida.

No matter where you go, there are pockets of beautiful scenery, and places where development hasn’t reached.

It took a little longer, but the scenery was worth it.

We were relieved when we reached the beach and found out that we hadn’t missed anything.

But it didn’t seem to matter which way we turned; there were no waves.

But the day was young, and we paddled around enjoying the nuances of our newfound spot.  The tide started going out, and our wave selection grew from flat to 1-2′ and glassy. Some were maybe even a little bigger. Maybe.  Ironically, just as the tide turned, we discovered another friend in the lineup. She had also wanted to try somewhere different, and ended up at the exact same spot.  Small waves, small world.

We spent two more hours in the water before giving up.  A quick browse through the local surf shop and a stop for a Slurpee for the ride home made the day complete.  But not before we made a pact to do this again, and soon.

We all get into ruts.  I drive the same way to work every day, watch the same TV shows, and wear the same comfy jeans.  Think of how many things you do exactly like you did the day before.  I know, I know, sometimes routine is a good thing.  You don’t want to get off course and forget something major, like picking up the kids, or letting the dog out.

My point is: change can be can be good.  So shake it up a little.  Try a new board, or wipe the dust off an old one.  Find a new spot.  Take all rights, or all lefts.  Surf with a new friend, or an old one you haven’t seen in a while.  Go off in another direction.  You never know what, or who, you may find.

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One thought on “The Wave Less Traveled

  1. You’re right, change is good!

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