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January 21, 2006 (Saturday)
The Usual
Decided to pass on the Open division. Surfed a left-hander beforehand instead, and then drove out to Sandy's.
Just as I pulled up, everyone started telling me my name was being called and that my heat was heading out. Then I heard my name for check-in on the loudspeakers as I circled around looking for parking. The guys in the tent told me to double-park right there and grab my jersey. So that's what I did and then went to the water and paddled out.
I was laughing at myself because I hadn't been sure if I was even going to the event at all. It was heartening to have all the support, you know, all the guys looking out for me, helping me.
It was surprising how my new board was working. In the mushy slop of the place I surfed earlier, it was doing okay but didn't feel like anything special; but out in the more juicy peaks of Sandy's, the board felt lively and fast. Even one of the guys in my heat made the comment that my board seemed to be working well for me. The board definitely displayed a different side of itself at Sandy's.
Anyway, in the first round I placed 3rd and advanced. Then in the finals, of course, I ended up last, 6th, which is my regular spot. They should just name 6th place for me.
I was glad I went out and participated. Good camaraderie and fellowship.
Posted at 3:57 PM