That day it was just him and me out there alone; not a ship, boat, or person was in site. Heck, we’d paddled so far out that we couldn’t see the land anymore. There weren’t many waves coming around the horn, but that didn’t matter. We stayed out there talking some of the time and just floating most of the time and allowed the currents to take us back in; as land came back into site a good size wave picked up and we road it all the way in.
We’d been out a good two hours, long enough for my mom to have called the cops because she thought I had run away. Now I’m rather well known by those that patrol the southern California beaches. They all know me by name and love to give me a hard time, but mostly it is just in fun.