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I kept going, passed more apartment blocks to the right, a hospital to the left, then some business parks and still nothing associated to a beach town at all until I finally reached the dead end of the road at the tip of the peninsula. There I found a large obscure lit parking in front of a restaurant. To the right there were sand dunes and, as I found out with a little walk, the beach. At the border of the parking to the beach parked a few cars in first row and theoretically with a nice beach panorama to watch. But it was already pitch black dark and the windows of the cars were steamed up so probably the people inside did not come for the beach view. I stayed away from them and went back to my van, made sort of a dinner from the little food I had left and went for a beer to the restaurant – I was the only guest – before I returned to the van for a well needed sleep.
The next morning I got up at dawn, went to the beach for a check and things looked much brighter from now on. The remnants of yesterday’s swell came in with 4 ft. @ 14 seconds (according to my favourite forecast site) and it was absolutely calm. I decided to skip breakfast for the moment, drove a bit further south to where I had seen larger waves, made myself the obligatory coffee while waxing my longboard and soon paddled out. Water temperatures still were about 20 degrees and felt very pleasant with the 3-2 mill wetsuit. There were already three other guys in the lineup and once I reached it an elderly guy on a longboard paddled over to me and gave me the advice to stay a bit farther outside and wait until a set comes in.
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