Well, the water could have been warmer, but otherwise setting were perfect. The water was clear and glassy. There was just enough breeze blowing off the shore to throw a little mist off the crest of the wave. The crowds were low by El Porto standards. And the waves, oh the waves. They rolled in the chest-to-head high range. And If you picked off the right one, it’d peel all the way to shore. The Sausage performed beautifully (though I didn’t really do it justice today). Josh, CW, Mike and I all seemed to have a good productive session. I could have stayed out there forever. We certainly stayed well past the start of the parking meters by an hour or so, but a parking ticket would have been worth it. All praise to the surf gods for looking out for us though – no tickets today.