Ah, summer in Southern California, such a blessed thing. Ah, beaches during the summer in Southern California, such a congested scene. For the better part of summer there are plenty of beaches to go to from Long Beach to San Clemente that won't have you searching for parking for 40 minutes. But during that special week in July when the U.S. Open of Surfing is in town, Surf City U.S.A. is a mad house. Parking is obscene. Beaches are full. 7-11 slurpee lines are just. so. long. That last part is a joke, but seriously hundreds of thousands of extra people pour into Huntington during this competition.
Most years, I try to avoid the chaos. I would much rather prefer my own beaches in South County with fewer people and smaller coves. But this year Phoebe and her friend wanted to go, and I was up for some fangirling over professional surfers whilst watching the longboarding semi-finals. These guys and gals are good. The grace and skill with which they navigate the pier pilings, other competitors and the camera jet-skis was just pure fun to watch. It made me reminiscent over high school and competing and just surfing better in general.
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