Some Days.

Some days you set your alarm for sparrows, knowing that the waves are going to be perfect. You wake up in the dark for the yawn patrol and pack your boards, a not-so­-subtle buzz filling the air. The hype grows as you make the drive to the spot. Standing in the carpark, coffee in hand, the sun starts to slowly rise over the horizon, revealing exactly what you’d been hoping for. Perfect lines stacked to the horizon, glassy conditions and a crisp offshore sending feathered spray to the sky. They don’t happen often, which makes rare occasions like this that much more special.

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Here’s Cade Sharp on one of those very days.

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