I don’t know if anyone else would understand, so I post here.
On Saturday I went to the localized point break. I got shut out and ended up rooting around for the worst of the leftovers from second takeoff down in the dumps below the main take off. I got a couple, but I had never seen 10 people in a pack of 30 fit into a takeoff zone the size of a phone booth fighting and cussing each other to take the psycho drop onto a reef shallows just to get priority. I went home discouraged. This is Los Angeles after all, MILLIONS, I mean MILLIONS of people–Its only getting worse.
Today I hit the place at 7am. Not early, In fact, I cussed myself out for sleeping in as I fought the cold dripping wetsuit. By the time I get paddled out and sitting, there are 3 other guys waiting around for set waves. After an hour passes, we have each taken several perfect flawless waves all the way, The whole shebang the WHOLE LENGTH in to the shallows, each in turn, no speaking to each other, just a simple in turn progression. Perfect waves come in every 3 minutes. We all just keep taking turns, no chit chat, no jockeying for position, no snaking, no pecking order. Another hour passes, and we all start looking around in disbelief when we realize: No one else is coming today! we have this place to ourselves!! and the swell is perfect! We settled in to a rythym. We flowed. We felt joy We had FUN. Paddling back to the line, I pull up, sit down and the guy next to me says “So lucky. So lucky we are. I have never seen it like this.” Even though he did not speak loudly, all three of the other guys at once turned to both of us somehow we all quietly said " Damn right…" Then a nice glimmering siren of a wave announcing yet another set appeared. They all looked at me at once and said " your up…"
When I got home, after a long hot shower, I sat down and thought. No one actually spoke outloud that day. It was telepathic.