Sketchy Departures and Arrivals

 Next Swims:

        Mon-Fri 6:15 am and 5pm

        Saturday, Sunday 8 am and Noon

Last Swim:  Monday 6:15
Water Temp: 60-ish 
Air Temp: 60? 
Clarity: NO
Waves: YES, big ones, 3-4 footers? out of the south
Kru: Mr. Anonymous, Tattoo Lady, Pool Noodle, aka Mermaid Princess

Shore Support: Magic Mike, Showgirl, Squeeze o' Showgirl

Other Last Swim: Sunday noon
Water Temp: 64? Warmer inside the rockpile
Air Temp: 65-70?
Clarity:  lots of small crud close to shore, clearer further out
Waves: aggressive 3-footers out of the south with lots of wind
Kru: Well, that's the question.  There were lots of people there-- me, Diablo, Cap'n, Itch, We'taco, Pool Noodle aka Mermaid Princess, Liz, Linda the Lamprey, Blake?, Sandy, Forger, IceMoonDog, Luna Laguna, Laguna Mike, Spawn o' Laguna, Jean-welcome!, and several others that I either forgot or don't know

Sunday Noon, briefly: The beach was sunny and beautiful, the water was warm for September, and there was a fierce wind out of the south, kicking up  some aggressively frequent waves. Plenty of whitecaps further out.  I think the warm water encouraged many of us to swim longer than we had originally thought, and the return trip took far less time.  But the past is past, let's talk about the present:

Monday 6:15AM: I had promised a friend that the morning swims were flat and the sunrises were spectacular.  Luckily she didn't show, because I was wrong on both counts.  We arrived on the beach to pounding waves and a cloudy sky.

My shoulder was feeling a bit wonky after yesterday's waves, so I decided to sit this one out.  Mr. A commiserated, mentioned a few others with shoulder complaints, yet swam anyway.  Pool Noodle and TattooLady also decided to brave the waves.  As Mr. A made a solo departure, PN, TL, and I noticed a giant log in his path.  We were biting out nails until Magic Mike calmed us by saying, "he saw the log."  PN followed Mr. A's path thru the rock piles, and TL took the far dicier south on-ramp.

A short but spectacular moment

Everyone survived their fairly brief yet heroic swims.  TL chose again, to return to the beach via the south's crashing waves.  She later referred to that path as, "a mistake."

On the beach we covered a lot of topics, lightly seasoned with a delightful amount of profanity:  cultural appropriation, cancel culture, teaching empathy, and more.

Sometimes it's NOT just about the swim.

Mr. A hauled himself and this board back to shore!

The sun did finally show itself to these three badass swimmers.