What do you do in southern California? You go surfing, of course!
We’d listened to too many Beach Boys songs to not try surfing. I must admit, I was slightly nervous. What if I hit my head on the board, knocked myself out, and drowned? Ok, maybe I wasn’t worried about that. Maybe. But I was excited.
We got there early. Since Boyink, Miranda, and I were the only ones signed up for that one time, we pretty much started when we got there. It took me almost 5 minutes to get the wetsuit on. They are really, really tight! I thought I had lost circulation a short time after putting it on. After we had suited up, we walked down to the beach. Our instructor, Richie, walked us through all the steps needed to get from paddling to standing. It seemed like the instructions took forever. We finally hit the water. I was the first one out. Richie got us started with the waves, so no need to launch ourselves. He launched me, and I actually stood and rode my first wave. It was incredible.
The other two didn’t get so lucky. Miranda couldn’t seem to be able to stand at all. It took a while, but she finally got up. Boyink took a couple tries, and he was riding the waves himself. We kept surfing until we were exhausted. Miranda almost fell asleep on her feet on the way back to the truck.
I absolutely loved surfing. I almost wonder if I’m a southern Californian by heart. I am coming back here again to surf, no matter who’s with me. I can’t wait to hit the waves again.
Editors note: We attended the Eli Howard Surf School at San Elijo State Beach and paid $65 each / $195 total for a two-hour lesson. We stayed at the nearby Del-Mar fairgrounds since the state parks were expensive and booked.