Isla Sur - August 19, 2002

The relaxed look at Camp La Jolla carried right over to the island. George is asleep inside the middle tent.

George and I went for a walk to stretch and to scout the breaks at the channel between the islands. George is seen here in his usual mode - AHEAD.

I think George was first in the water, and first everywhere we went. After a couple of days I started calling him the "Greyhound"

I tricked George into slowing down long enough so he could take this picture of me.

The break at the south west corner of Norte was in the 2-to-5 foot range and fairly safe. We were able to get some surfing on this the next day.

You can't tell from this photo, that wave is 8+ feet. Maybe 10 feet. It took forever for that curl to hit the bottom! Although the one you see has a deep water run out, every few waves the break is toward the left into the rocks. I wasn't able to figure out which would end up being which, so I never did try to surf them.

Sometimes the run out from the break above looked like this.

There is a lot of pain and suffering to be had in there!

What can I say, I hate it when I have a camp with a view like this!