13 June 2006

He-man Waves

Well, life has continued in this over-populated dwelling that I fondly refer to as "home." My grandmother went home yesterday, so I have my room back. Wow, that sounded really mean. Bad Jessica! Bad! I have my room and my things and my privacy back [hopefully] for the rest of the summer. We still have some of my grandmother's fudge and ohh, is it good! I'd send y'all some, but it would never make it to the post office.

We kids (my sister, brother, niece, nephew, and oh, yeah, me) went boogie boarding yesterday, while my Dad watched us from the bath house. Let me rephrase: we kid got our butts handed to us by the waves yesterday. I wiped out (can I use that term if it wasn't surfing?) several times. It was an overcast day with rain in the forecast, but we decided that it wasn't that bad. My Dad said we were only to go as far out as where the first set of waves broke. We tried. The waves were so forceful that it took a supreme effort to get halfway out there, let alone to the first break. And then once we got out there, there was another wave break line just behind us, so we were dodging waves behind us while trying to catch the waves in front of us. The current pulling us to the left was so strong that we had to continually swim to the right (there was a large line of rocks to our left that we were none to keen on being rammed into). Several times, I'd watch the waves come at me, with my feet braced in the sand, or crouched down, ready to jump so that I could float on top of the wave that threatened to crush me, and then I'd see them [the waves] come right over the top of my brother (who is 6'4") and swallow him up. Those were the times that I gave up and accepted the plunge as inevitable. Other times, when I rode a wave in, I wouldn't get to my feet fast enough and get plowed over by a wall of water only two or three feet high. So, in summation, we got our butts kicked by a bunch of big, bad, burly, he-man waves. And then today, when I woke up and stretched, all I could feel was "owww!" Every muscle in my upper body hurts, but at least I feel like I did something.

2 comments:

Calvin said...

there is definitely something athletic you feel the next day after plaing in big surf. go you for doing it!! I went surfing yesterday evening, so i can relate to the current and size. it was fun!! sounds like you had some fun too!

Callie said...

I love how you're almost twenty years old and you still refer to yourself as a kid. hahaha. :)