In the 80’s we would call 976-SURF for the surf report. Some dude imitating Jeff Spicoli would give us the low-down for well-known spots. My all time favorite report was for Oceanside Harbor one hot summer afternoon: peaky, pitch, bowly. We checked the common cash and gas and hit the road.
The rest of that summer, Stephen and I just looked at each every time it was good and laughed “peaky, pitchy, bowly”. It was such a goofy, succinct way to describe special surf: super fun, with lots of opportunities for everybody.
Today’s late lunch ride was like that: sunny, warm and dry.
It was only an hour. It was just what I needed to power through the end of a busy week.
The new bridge I found nearby is a perfect set up to a sweet little 5 minute hustle. I ripped the loop off 5 times, then spun around town smelling the sunshine and feeling the spring grass grow.
Peaky. Pitchy. Bowly.
