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Just like the site's namesake, it was a pushin’ tide this morn. Everything felt different, new, exciting, weird, fun, strange. Heightened sense of touch and sound. New faces, new sights, new markers, new sea-life, new rips, new rocks, new feel, same love.

Swell was rolling in pretty good. Snagged a bunch. Pulled back on a couple. Early season jitters. For no reason. Wind stayed down and I got held down.

Need a new board so bad. The cut in half egg board ain’t gonna cut it in early “winter”.

3.8 @ 11secs from 300 degrees