Since March, our lives have changed, but we’ve all heard enough about that.
Instead, here are some photos of how some Goleta folk made the most of their social distancing.
There has been some fairly consistent surf.
The downside to that was that no one was going to work or school, so you usually had lots of company.
Looks like about 6 feet apart, good job guys….
There was some late season swell that made for a solid week of surf in May.
Well, there were waves
And all the “Shelter In Place” business was just a memory.
Unless that place was the beach…
Paramedic, droppin’ in….
The fog came and went a few days, which usually cuts the crowd down a lot.
Definitely makes surf photography a challenge…
But June was when the windswells popped up.
June 15th we showed up not expecting much, and we’re pleasantly surprised by clean
and decent sized surf. And not too crowded!
When you see Randall Stoker posted up, you know you’re in the right place.
Stoker was holding court with the crew, and enjoying the view, as always…
And he was watching folks shred on his namesake boards, the Stoker V-Machine.
Yes, they are as fun as they look….
The water temp had climbed up a bit, so you could wear your bikini surfing.
Or just board shorts….
Technically I guess you could say he was trunking it…
Plenty of waves to be had.
Another Goleta Surfing Legend paddled out, Cappy Pettersen.
Another sign we were at the right place today.
But the guy that stole the show while we were there was Nick Cook,
riding what looked like a 10 foot twin-fin fish.
Just gliding through.
Scoring style points and making it look real fun.
The June windswell lasted several days,
but the conditions were never as perfect as that first day.
Please don’t drop in on me….
This young man seemed to establish an intimate relationship with a cormorant.
They shared that rock for quite some time…
He even introduced it to some of his friends….
Meanwhile, the wind had made such an impression on the Channel that waves were
peeling around the corner and into the cove.
Nice and clean in the cove.
Just as we were packing up to leave, these two gentlemen came on the scene.
We could tell they meant business…
They were on a mission.
We watched as Matt Twohey effortlessly pushed his son Ansel into a lifetime of stoke.
These guys reminded us what surfing is all about.
Having fun! Good clean fun.
Ansel took a few all the way to the beach, and we could tell he was hooked.
Getting down into the barrel….
And the dismount. Bravo!
What a great thing to witness. Thanks for letting us share these Matt.
So it was a good couple months of surf. Virus be damned….