What better way to follow a hike to a glacier than by going surfing? Heading to the beach, we hit the waves on boards borrowed from Amy and Kimball's friend Jon that lives near the ocean and is board sitting for some friends. Shhh. We are the first on the waves for the afternoon and they are perfect. A clean break that we can ride all the way to shore. With rash guard, wetsuit, booties, and hood the freezing water isn't all that freezing. Thank goodness. Over the next 3 hours or so we are happy to share the waves with the four other surfers who show up. If we found waves like these (or even worse) in California there would be heaps of people lined up.
Mum and Dad watch for a wee bit before fetching us food. A quick break to rest and rejuvenate and we're back in the water. One wave catches me off guard and runs my board into my eyebrow causing an inch gash. Amy confirms that it's not too bad, but I still stay closer to shore than the others in case there are sharks and the blood in my eye bothers me. But all is well worth the price of a good wave. Besides, the cold and salt water help it heal faster.
Our arms are exhausted from paddling and we have to stop eventually. The sun feels warm as we dry off. And summarily, a rousing challenge of paddle ball is accepted.
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