Tuesday last week was the annual Mavericks surfing competition in Half Moon Bay. Bebs and I have always wanted to catch the action, so we decided to make the drive out the day after. We got up a (wee) bit earlier and headed about 20miles down to see the world-renowned big wave.
Alas, the downfall of not knowing a single thing about surfing: we didn't check the tides. We got to Half Moon Bay in the morning only to find out that high tide was at 1pm. I unfortunately couldn't wait it out as I didn't want to miss work. But we took advantage of the time we had left and I went clicking away amidst the gathering crowd.
As you will see below, the visuals are a stark contrast from what we had hoped to catch. But it's amazing to think that in a couple of hours, this serene and peaceful place will be the craziest and most dangerous wave in the world.
Kinda reminds me of us women. heheh.(For a complete view of the gallery, click on any photo below and choose the album "In search of the Mavericks" on the upper righthand.)
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