The mornings are blending into each other and we can’t tell one day from the next…all we know is the pain in our shoulders and the never ending hunger for more…more waves that is. Another swell is hitting the coast and has lit up our favorite spots with consistent overhead sets and there are so many waves it’s like the “salmon returning to Capistrano”. This swell has a little West in it which is making the waves a little faster and a little racier, but hollow and fast is not a problem. Not much in the way of crowds right now either…two of the camps are empty and we’re getting more than our share of waves…so many that afternoon onshore winds are welcomed…they give us some recovery time in the hammock. This swell is supposed to hold tomorrow (Tuesday), taper Wendnesday and then Thursday we have another string of swells forecast…it doesn’t look like we’re going to be getting much rest in the near future. That’s ok…we can rest when we’re dead!
The fishing has been really good too. Big schools of Snook (called Robalo down here) have been hanging around the ship moorings. We slayed 5 today with speargun ranging from 5-8 lbs. Perfect eating size…we gave one to the boat captain, two are in the form of ceviche as we speak and two more are being prepped for fish tacos for dinner….mmm, you could say life is good and it would be an understatement.
( On a side note, we came home with an extra spear today…a guest lost one a week ago and while diving for a fish I saw a spear hanging from the mooring ball chain about 35 feet down. I ditched my speargun and swam down like Jack Cousteau with a knife in my teeth. I was able to free the spear from the mooring chain and recover, the spear, line, breakaway etc… $150 worth of hardware recovered!…Thank you Ben Ahn!)
If you feel like joining us at harvest time…the time is now! Look for me…I’ll be the guy smiling in the lineup!