A bit of the South showing today until the wind came up and it was pretty blown by about 3 pm. No pictures today, so this will have to do.
First wave was the best. I was paddling out, chatting with a friend, as one of the better sets came thru. I was still too far inside, so watched as the gang just ripped it to shreds. Thinking, I wonder if I should've brought my shorter board, it's bigger than I thought, hmmm ... Then before I know it I'm past the inside and the set's still coming. I turn around, there's a guy outside of me but he's too far outside and behind, he'll never make it, I don't even look. There's another guy inside, he might snake me, I better paddle like I mean it ... then my mind is telling me I'm too late ... but I've already called off the guy inside I HAVE to go!
In Flashpoint we trust ...
It totally came down to trusting that board. At the last possible nanonsecond I gave it one last kick and climbed on board. Rocket launch to the bottom, then look up at my friend paddling over the lip and then launch vertical up the face --

wham! off the top the straight back down flying now is it closing out -- no, section ahead launch it over -- float on the foam for a second and back down into the face, it's still lining up then hit the last section in front again before flying kickout off the back.
that was a five-grin ride.