Summer showed up a few weeks ago in Carlsbad. The real deep-blue-skies-and-80-degree-temps kind of summer. Before that, we had lots of gray days and mercury barely in the mid-60’s. But now that it’s officially a crime to be inside, I’ve spent little time on my computer and no time on my blog. Ah, well. The ocean calls.

I’ve surfed more times in the last few weeks than I have in the last year. Finally, I’m starting to feel comfortable in the water. I’m getting a feel for how to read the waves, aquiring a sense of when they might break, and learning when to paddle up and over or dive underneath. When a huge wave slams down on me, tumbling and scrambling me all around, I can keep calm — at least for a short while. Even that doesn’t happen as often as it used to. And, I’m catching breaking waves; the real waves, the ones that aren’t just a foam of white tumbly water, but the ones that’re still blue, and still have their shape. Flying down the face of a wave, harnessing the power of the ocean, feeling pure joy in the moment — there’s no comparison.

It’s hard to get a photo of yourself surfing, because if you’re not surfing alone, the people you are with are probably surfing, too. I’ll work on that soon. For now, here are a few photos of our beloved boards. ☼

9′ 0′ Steve Boysen Longboard
8′ 0″ Costco Wavestorm Funboard
6′ 8″ Sunova Dynamo Hybrid
6′ 4″ Firewire Alternator Shortboard