It was dismal out there this morning. A brisk south change moved through over night, turning the coastline into a wintry, ghost town again. We can’t really complain, it’s been a dream run as far as weather goes so far.

The surf has picked up to around the 6 foot mark, though it’s a mess with this strong wind blowing.

The only surfer I saw this morning was swimming in from outside the Ice Bergs. I actually thought it was some crazy swimmer trying to do a lap of the beach, until I saw the poor fella’s broken board washing in on the shore.

There are a few big rights out Bronte for the harder core surfer but it’s pretty much victory at sea conditions right now. Not too bad a day to be in the office.

Billy