snow surf

There's something so damn novel about surfing in the snow. Really though, the water temperature is the same as it always is. Cold. So regardless of what happens to be lying on the ground, your toes are still going to turn into cold pickles. Just hope the wind doesn't pick up. Happy holidays.

sunset sessions

The Oregon coast is many different things to many different people. For us, it's the sport of surfing. Camping comes with the territory, cold misty mornings, spot checks along 101, failed dawn patrols. It's easy to get antsy, spend too much time in the car, just to get skunked at every spot. If the trip is long enough, good conditions are bound to roll through. Make sure you're in the water when they do, can't catch waves from the beach. At the end of the day it's always enjoyable to be on the coast, wearing your best cheeser, and soaking in the sunset.

Wright's for Camping, a nice little place in Cannon Beach.

Highway 101.

Waiting for coffee to brew before the hike.

Cape Lookout. Big sets were double overhead and a half. No one paddled out.

Concrete surfing when the waves go flat. Smooth, Oregon transitions.

Dry line at camp.

Locals only.

Ecola State Park.

Hemel fish.

Happy campers. Say cheese.

Cape Kiwanda. Big wave sunset.

sandwich

Sometimes the coast is warm. Most times it's not. Sometimes a ham sandwich tastes mighty fine.

Anthony, chowing down, February in Washington.