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Thursday, January 18th
Again, I got up pre-dawn and was down at the lighthouse with the first daylight. Swell size was not even close to yesterday evening’s gigantic liquid mountains. There was nevertheless already a group of about twenty excited spectators down at the platform underneath the lighthouse. I wasn´t that much excited, in fact I was disappointed. Yesterday´s swell had re-calibrated my scale of wave sizes and what was breaking now, definitely did not fall under the category “big waves”.
But that “minor” swell still managed to churn the sea into a cappuccino-like melange of sand and saltwater. And there was the odd high-energetic pulse hinting that it wasn´t over yet. As the sun now had risen and started to penetrate the fog of this calm – regarding the wind – morning it became very pleasant up on the cliffs. Hanging around here and watching the swell slowly rise again was not the worst thing to do.
In the late morning the combination of the light offshore and the rising swell started to create conditions worth burning some gas on a jet ski. And indeed, soon the first tow teams arrived in the “lineup” and after some careful check of the conditions the first “timid” rides were attempted. Things were starting to heat up and I decided to walk back up to the van for a quick breakfast to be prepared for a possible good show later without having to worry about missing something due to insufficient nutrition.
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