Had a few tiny waves at woopi main beach this morning.
one in particular was a long left hand peeler that had me up the snotty end for a good 15 or so meters, it gave me a real sense of nostalgia because it took me back to 1966 when I learnt to surf on this very same beach and I can still remember waves just like it.
I could not get the grin off my mug all the way back out, so much so that a really lovely lady by the name of Cindy struck up a conversation, so we shared a wave or two as well as some old memories, before she had to shoot off to work.
by the looks of things, it's doubtful that I'll be going back in again today, so I'm thankful for the little surf I had.