Stand Up!

First, there was Laird...



Then there was Leon...



And now latest entry of Cobb Stand Up...



Mini-Cobb Sam

Sneaker Cobb

I will defer all commentary on the size, conditions, wave count and type of charging to Moustachio Nelsen, as in my enthusiastic state, all measurements and impressions are likely to be exaggerated due to extreme stoke. As we all live and die by Surfline and their ability to predict South swells and shizer out all LA pointbreaks, Chadrico and I were able to plan this session a full 5 days in advance. We had full advanced knowledge of a large 20 second interval SW swell and picked Trestles as the spot for a Sneaker Cobb.

I arrived at his abode promptly at 6:45, as planned, to find him and Sam in an early morning soul hang. We headed down to trestles where Chad showed me components of his PhD thesis, including the laser counter of surfers as well as reviewing the official State Park sign which discourages logging at lowers. We had a nice eye check down the trail, actually, my third official eyecheck of the day...I had spoken to Leon and ARing on the way down. We finally made it to the beach and it was if we had stepped into the Garden of Logging Delight....Aframes as far as the eye could see. Interestingly, I did not see any other people on Logs, but I did see a number of people riding short boards who should have been logging. Needless to say a session of glory followed and we both left the session noodle armed, but still were able to strengthen up on the beach.

I eye in Joe Torre and Rich Harbour, I eye out Kobe.

Bring out the Cot, I'm ready for Y2!