Bagged and Tagged

A double. Saturday 16th, up at dawn, perfect 3-4ft waves, great left handers with the odd right. And just trading these with Marcus until, dead on 7, the hordes descended. It was almost like they'd been sitting on the ocean floor and then released, en masse, like spawning coral to bob to the surface and clog up the line up. Got a full sessions worth of waves in 30mins. One after the other, long lefts, prior to the spawning event. And although the wave count dropped afterwards and grabbing the peaks was more work, caught plenty more post the event horizon.

Sunday; dribble by comparison but still caught a few. Onshore, much weaker but the occasional fun one. The biggest downer? A marauding pack of bluebottle jellyfish. Got tagged several times, including one that got wrapped around my hand. Those things look delicate but those bastards are strong. Like nylon. They won't snap or break. And so the only option was to try and untangle the beastie from my hand, getting stung on fingers and opposable thumb equipped appendage until such time as I got the angry blue bugger off me. Went in after that looking a bit like someone had taken a whip to me. For those who haven't had the displeasure of a bluebottle sting they hurt. Not unbearably, but it's definitely not something you want to experience by choice. A memorable session for all the wrong reasons.