Arrgh! (HMB Jetty)

Last nightfall o'er spiced grog at the Cove of the Smugglers, J-bird, Jacob, Nikki 'n I decided t' meet at th' Jetty around midday fer a surf. Th' Js brought a wee mateys, an' a couple 'o them be landlubbers who had nereafore ridden the plank. When all ye buccanneers came together at th' shore o' the sea, thar be much shoutin'  'bout whar we surf. Th' Jetty t'was mixed up 'n on th' sloppy side but thar be some rideable shoulders comin' through twixt times. Nikki spake Montara looked less o' a dirty bum. Jacob wanted t' be off t' Dunes, but several 'o us swore t'wouldna be a jolly place fer a lesson. In th' end we all went in th' rum at th' Jetty.

Th' scurvy waves be, some 'o them, up t' th' top 'o me head, an' each be breakin' close on th' heels of t'nother, arrgh, so getting out t' th' calm sea t'was nay easy. I caught th' dregs o' a big abroadside wave, then fought t' get aft ou' 'nother time, 'ere I rode a short pair mostly in th' white rum. Me slow buckos had paddled ou' after me, 'n tookst me a while t' spy wit' me eye in all o' those jumbled waves. I found Nikki fer a quick spell, then kept me place near J-bird 'n Jacob. After days 'o blowin' wind from th' south, what raised th' south windswell, thar be a bad drift toward th' wall o' th' Jetty. We was all bein' a-swept t' th' messiest part, 'n had t' paddle all th' hour. Fer sure that it did look better from ashore, and t'weren't sayin' much.

Pirategrrrl

Long last, got me a nice wave what sailed port apiece, but sent meself full far into th' messy zone. Made me 'nother try to heave-ho through th' white rum but kept gettin' slogged by bilge-sucking waves, wi' nought e'en th' time to wipe th' rum from me face between, 'n found meself knocked t' th' shallows. T'was a lot 'o set the sails fer wee booty. Time to shout fare-thee-wells at me buckos 'n weigh anchor.

Surfline: A late season low which rapidly deepened starboard off th' central California coast whipped up a jolly shot 'o short t' mid-period WSW wit' waist-shoulder-head high waves at th' better breaks, as top exposures along th' central coast be goin' overhead. Buoy 46012: (Wave) SWELL: 4.9 ft at 7.7 s SW 44 / WIND WAVE: 2.3 ft at 4.3 s S / WVHT: 5.6 ft / APD: 6.0 s / MWD: 216° (Met) WSPD: 12 kts / GST: 14 kts / WVHT: 5.6 ft / DPD: 8.0 s / WDIR: 140° / ATMP: 54.9° F / WTMP: 53.6° F Tide: 2.5' rising to 3'.

This post was inspired by an evening at a pirate bar. Translation into Pirate courtesy of Post Like a Pirate. (I like how it changes "water" into "rum.")