It seems as though I forget about surfing this time of year, simply because of where I live. Of course my mind is always somewhere south of the border where the waves are crashing as good as they always have and often as lonely. At least I have my sailing mates. Once we leave the harbor my phone doesn't leave my sail bag, so hence the shot from the cockpit of our J92. Still, I think its a neat shot from the cockpit at harbor level, post-rigging ready to head out, beer in hand of course...