I reached the other coast just after midnight. There was not a single whisper in the air and the Kattegat was motionless. The storm hadnīt arrived yet and I knew I could sleep a little longer this time. When I finally got up at around 8 the wind had turned west-southwest but the sea was still fairly flat. Small lines were already showing the potential of the reef but they were way too small to become hectic. A quick check of the actual forecast revealed that there would still come some decent wind and some decent waves but there were a few hours left before things would get interesting.
So I had a calm breakfast before I left to check what elsewhere was going on. The wind was increasing in force slowly but constantly and I had a little walk to the reef that probably would get the most in the predicted conditions. On my way I cleared the path from a few thorny branches in order to prevent damage of wetsuits on a probable more hectic walk later in the day. At the point there were already some waves breaking, but still very small and with little form. The swell hadnīt arrived yet.
I returned to the road and drove to the left that everybody knows. The waves were fairly small here too but had way better form. Just a handful of guys were out. Once in a while bigger sets were rolling in and gave a glimpse of what this day might bring. Decent sized waves, small crowd: I was just thinking that this might be a good combination to go out myself when a heavy rain squall caught me in the middle of nowhere. I fled to a lone tree and tried to hide myself and the camera gear from the heavenly flooding. And - as you can count on in this area –five minutes after the beginning of the squall and the accompanying heavy winds the first bigger set appeared on the horizon.
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