Stoked

Lets face it, its been a cold dreary spring. Amogst all of the complaints that I am hearing about the weather from everybody, it is a welcomed day in June by the local surfers. June surf around the lakes is usually unheard of. The water is still cold and the air is supposed to be warm. That combination does not put much energy in the water no matter how hard the wind blows, but yesterday was not the case. Near gale force winds over the lake and coming out of the north east was a gift to those that could make the hour trip to one of my favorite spots on the lake. Upon arrival the anticipation was high and the odd set was coming in near head high. Surfed for 4 hours straight until my body rejected any more output from my muscles. As time rolled on, the waves got smaller and smaller. But in the end it was THE best surf session in quite some time!

Surfy

Well it just so happened that I was requested to stay in Terrace Bay for an extra night. Well I ended up surfing. Hooked up with Winston and headed off to the spot. The waves were not quite 14feet that was predicted, but they were head high at least. Had some good rides in the extreme fog and headed home tired and satisfied.

Ghost Town

In my travels to Terrace Bay it looks like I will have missed the surf by one day. Maybe I can catch build up tommorrow on the way home. A beautiful day no surf time to explore. Here are some pics from the ghost town that I have been meaning to visit for a while now.

History

When our house burned down five years ago, we lost everything. I had a collection of numerous surf magazine and such from back in the eighties. A subscription to Surfer and an east coast surfing magazine (i cannot remember the name of) that taught me to pee on a jelly fish or man-o-war sting. These are magazines that I will never get back, a part of my growing up and love of surfing and the ocean.

Well I was recently in the attic of my parents house looking for my old lego for my kids, when I stumbled across numerous boxes of my things. It turns out that I did not loose all of my historic books. I found in one of my boxes my premiere issue of snow boarder magazine. The first one ever printed, I thought that I lost it. There was a Surfer magazine issue from October 1987. Some interesting articles within, one specifically interested me. A spread on California surfing. Since my recent trip to California I could now put a memory to some of the spots in the article and definately an image of that beautiful coastline.

All was, at one point, lost. But it is the little moments, the small tokens that we can hold on to that remind us of memories that otherwise slip away. A token that says 'yes' I did do that, I remember that time, it was not just a dream.

As a side note, I guess I had dropped in an old Canadian Tire flyer by accident. Check out the sleds and snow gear from back in 1989. Interesting stuff.

Good times

Upon arrival at the spot on what was a dreary Sunday morning, we awoke the sleeping campers. The lake was not exactly producing any swell from a forecast that was calling for 3 to 5. We started the campfire and convinced ourselves that the waves were building. After waiting and watching for about an hour and a half, we decided that it was large enough to surf. Once in the water things picked up rather quickly. The waves were not exactly large but first day back in the season for me and all was good. Jan 2 was the last day of surf for me, and out of town work for the last three months really payed a toll on my performance. (it could have been one two many fast food meals) Good times, good friends the stoke was abundant. All in all, it was a fantastic way to welcome the spring.

Don

Liam

Eric

Colin

Open season...maybe?

Forecast.

Anticipation.

Journey.

Paddle.

Ride.

Stoke.

A new stick!

It looks like I am back in town for a while, just in time for the spring surfing to kick in. Spring is a welcomed time of year, not only is it time for new surf the ice migrates back to the arctic and birthday season is upon us. I would like to introduce a new addition to the family... an eight four 'watercooled' board. New board, new bag ready for action. Lets do a wind dance and get some nice wave action going.