4 days in-a-row of surf, staring this past Friday. Absolutely nothing to write home about but it's always nice to get out there and work the surf muscle. Yesterday I woke up hungover, to late to catch the dawn patrol clean-ness so we slowly loaded up the van and headed north for a south facing beach. Got there and the swell was feathering on the outside and slamming on the sand. Sat in the lineup for 15 minutes before I caught one and almost rode into an inch of water on the LB. So, I dumped the board on the beach and bodysurfed for an hour and actually had a lot of fun! There was enough power to get a good belly slide even without a handplane. Forgot how much fun bodysurfing is, and I know I was putting on a show for the folks on the beach. This was also the first non-wetsuite session of the spring which always feels amazing.