Thursday: Overslept in the morning (perhaps that bottle of wine shared with a friend over last night’s dinner?), but made it out to Power Poles in the evening. Prior, I’d taken Nick and his friend to Moonstone, where dozens of people dotted the beach, the ocean, taking in the unbelievable calm warmth of the day. To be at the edge of the ocean when the air is absolutely still is a rare and magical thing – to be experiencing that while also marveling at the heat is so uncommon in Humboldt County that miraculous might not be an overstatement. Especially considering the sun was out. To not surf would’ve been a travesty.

Clean, waist-high waves, easy paddle out, a few good friends in the water, a stunning sunset. We stayed in past 9 p.m., catching “one more” until night finally chased us out.