Something about a cool breeze that makes me happy. Maybe it means surf season in my mind. I'm taking in the last couple of days I can wear a light jacket before its hot. Clownface hates the sunny days. Any of you happy when it rains and the grey dark skies return? Without defined seasons I will lose my mind, what's left of it
I prefer having four distinct seasons. In So Calif where I used to live, you didn't have that. But this time of year in coastal Calif, there's the morning fog. I enjoyed that, especially when the water was glassy, the air damp with the smell of kelp, and the fog horns blowing.
Yup, we get those foggy mornings as well, and the smell of seaweed is present as well. Makes paddling a very easy glide when I go for a long morning paddle on me longboard.
When I was going to Rutgers, and not surfing as much as I had been used to, I remember those cold, dreary days where the wind would be blowing NE, and thinking to myself... "There's waves today." That was a tough transition from Cape May to New Brunswick... total culture shock.
