I try not to go to Westport. It’s a ways down surf route 101, with a shortcut here and Aberdeen there, and it can be crowded, super crowded, blown out, with an attitude from depression-central to carnival-like. Sometimes, and maybe it was because Stephen Davis made his first trip there, it can be…
If you check the photo, there’s someone bobbing around inside, and someone on the wave in the middle, soup well over his head. Uh, yeah; this is when the crowd thins out.
The Groins are sometimes (hope this isn’t a secret) an option. Though it certainly looks rideable, Steve, after getting a few bombs at the jetty, turned it down.
I might have selected this, but, again, I didn’t go. To round out Steve’s Westport escapade, he made the required pilgrimage to Al Perlee’s SURF SHOP, got some of Al’s cheery/gruff repartee. “Oh,” I asked, “he wasn’t really nice?” “Not really.” “Well, Steve; all I can say is (channeling “Chinatown”), forget about it; it’s Westport.
ART ROUNDUP- Occasionally I have to put some of my stuff on display; partially because I’m always begging my clients (and non-clients, pretty much everyone I speak with) to check out this site. I do get more selective each time.