I really only surf lately when I’m back in L.A. Not to bash on my new homebreak, but the temps in NorCal often keep me out of the game. We were down south a couple weeks ago, and I made it a point to squeeze in a few sessions. It reminded me just how good it feels to float around and catch a few. Maybe when things heat up around here, I’ll be back at it at Lindamar. Otherwise, find me at El Porto—with my rusty surf chops—every few months.