Wow.
Friday night at Cotton's was awesome. I surfed from 4-615, with a small crowd (for Cotton's). I had my own peak at the south end, right beneath the south end of the cliff, where the square sign is. It was overhead on the sets, with little shoulder high ones coming in pretty frequently. One other guy was there, but he was sitting too far out, so I just bagged left after left. The highlight was a 120 yarder that just reeled the whole way. Most of them were a bit soft, bottom turn, cutback, work to stay in it, but some would then reel across the inside.
As the tide rose, my spot started to die, so I shifted south, and found nice peaks with only a couple of people at barbedwires. By the time I got out my arms were thrashed, 30 waves will do that to you!
I don't know why no one was there, it was clean. I think the morning surfline rating of 'poor' kept people away, because it was much less crowded Friday as compared to last weekend. I think people assumed it was blown out in the afternoon because of the morning sickness.
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