Haven't been in the water....in a month. Already....taking its toll. Ugliness...at its finest. Soft around the edges. Softer....around the middle. Disconnected. Distracted. Bitchy. Hours spent day dreaming at the desk. Constant monitoring of NOAA. Looking. Hoping. Seeking out.... something. Anything. An opening? Yes...I'm well aware that that 4 hour window of opportunity....winked...smiled...then slammed shut. Me at my desk. Everyone else....rubbing it in. This is winter. The swell....huge. The wind...daunting. Intervals....idiotic. What can I say? Welcome to Oregon.
Will this be the winter of my discontent?
Not likely. But....it was fun using that line.
Luckily.....I have the luxury of surfing vicariously through others. Surf reports. Non-reports. Sessions. Stories. Stoke. A tilted smile. An inflected word. Big waves. No waves. Glass. A virus.... warming me with fever. Infected to the core.
Be it me....or someone else.
When the goods are got...
I smile.
5 comments:
A month! That is rough.
Hope you can get a surf in to cleanse your troubles.
Whats holding you back mamma?
You think surfing vicariously through others helps? Man, I can't stand to here about it when I'm suffering a dry spell. Good conditions on the horizon...
You think surfing vicariously through others helps? Man, I can't stand to here about it when I'm suffering a dry spell. Good conditions on the horizon...
It helps some, fw. (Didn't say I don't get jealous.) Been keeping an eye on the conditions.....definitely looking to get good. Doing my wave dance every night....
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