Since 5:45am, I've been watching the tide charts today, that and the surf. It's huge but it was also blowing 30 knots since 4:30am (according to Surfline.com). This means, very choppy, barely rideable conditions with lots of bombs on the head. Reminded me of Beowulf in the opening scene when he and his crew are sailing their dragonship through a storm-tossed sea to get to Geatland.
mountains roll beneath
gray/green/brownish kelpy soup
spring winds blow the sea
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