The lead for my project at work takes our group out on his boat every year as a little team building opportunity. We always anchor on the bay side of Shell Island and spend our time playing around the boat. Probably one of the more riveting games is throwing the football in waist-deep water while avoiding the sea urchins.
So back in the winter, I started noticing a fleshy spot in the corner of my eye that would get red when I’d spend too much time on the computer. When it didn’t go away (and when my coworkers were telling me with increased frequency that I looked tired), I figured I’d make an appointment with an ophthalmologist.
“It looks like you have a pterygium,” the doctor told me. That doesn’t sound good. “What exactly is a pterygium?”
The answer: a noncancerous growth, common in light-eyed people who spend a lot of time outdoors, particularly on the water.
Ted and I are the proud new owners of some of the coolest advancement in recreational technology: a GoPro.
These little puppies are high-definition video cameras that can be mounted to a borage of things like helmets (to capture skiing, skydiving, or anything else that requires a helmet), bikes, boats, but most importantly, surfboards.
This past weekend was Memorial Day and we were invited out on our friend’s sailboat for a trip to Shell Island. This barrier island is a hugely popular spot for boaters in the area. Because there’s limited access there for the tourists, it’s the most local beach around.
We had our boards in tow, so once we arrived at the bay side of the island, we paddled to shore and walked across the island to the gulf. Jumping off the 50-foot sailboat with our boards looked nothing like this but is was fun navigating through the other boats having their own Memorial Day parties.
There was really no surf forecasted for this weekend, but I was anxious to get back out on a board after returning from California. So when I first opened my eyes this morning, I called the local surf report hotline.
“Good morning Panama City,” the voice on the recording called out to all the hopefuls dialing in. As my head was still resting on the pillow, I heard the best few words I could have asked for, “It’s a beautiful day out here on the beach. Grab your long board because the sets are coming in clean.”
WHAT!! I sat up immediately.
Ever since I began this glorious sport, Ted has charmed me with stories of his early morning surf sessions at Ocean Beach, then grabbing breakfast at the café on the pier. So it can only be expected that one of my must-do’s before heading home was to enjoy a little brecky at the café and watch the surfers in the lineup below.
Today was my first surf session in the Pacific! I booked a 1-on-1 lesson through Surf Diva, a San Diegan surf school that’s owned by two sisters.
Their shop is right in the heart of La Jolla, so after we got our boards and wetsuits, we walked a few blocks down to the beach.
Last night we had dinner at a fabulous Mexican restaurant (El Fandango) in Old Town – the settling place for the first Europeans who came to California.
Now a neighborhood made up of authentic Mexican restaurants, boutiques, and museums, Old Town is considered to be the birthplace of California.