I am still groggy with sleep. Cal has this perverse need to greet the sun at dawn’s first light over the Pacific. I do not share that aberration, but occasionally I may be persuaded to throw sanity to the wind and join him. Such is the irresistible draw of the waves.

We roll smoothly through the dark towards the coast. Cal brought coffee and muffins, but I just drink some grapefruit juice, saving the coffee for after our first session.

Terramar is first; it is still moonlit, lower tide than I would like. There are some reasonable sets coming through, maybe two-footers; at the point break they curve and build, and seem larger. Watch out for the reef rocks!

After a couple of hours we head in and enjoy breakfast on top of the cliff, watching the latecomers battle for the waves. We finish eating and head up the coast to Trestles.

Trestles has some amazing waves, but you have to fight the crowd on most days. We find a spot a bit south of the main peak and take the leftovers, which are still pretty amazing.

What a great way to spend the day! Thanks, Lord!