Sunday, November 28, 2010

Our Spot

As the Russians and US spent buckets of money developing ways to blow each other back to the Paleolithic age, they came up with some trick technology, including satellite imagery. Google slapped it on the Internet and the same technology used to keep an eye on Fidel and his cronies can now be used check out all the cool stuff in your neighbor’s backyard. It also gives anyone the ability to find good surfing spots, without the need to bribe the locals.

If you live in California, there is now no such thing as a secret spot. There are thirty-six billion people living in California, and half of them own surfboards, making it a fact of life that popular spots tend to be really crowded.









The solution it seems, is to go where nobody else wants to go. In our case, it’s a place located between an industrial park, some sort of spooky power plant and a swamp, where you have to leave your car and amble barefoot across a mile of glass-strewn asphalt. Not to mention the bicep-burning current, the ever present fishing lines (it’s a popular fishing spot), or the odd chance of finding your car looted (it’s a popular looting spot as well).

The upside is that on the rare occasion, there can be some absolutely brilliant waves and no lineup to contend with. No drop ins, collisions or foam board obstacle courses to weave through. Just endless rides with just your friends around, even if it does mean a little more work to get there and enduring the occasional smells drifting from the swamp. So when the scene gets crowded, we go where nobody else wants to go.