The waves had grown, and a lip began to form as the waves crashed in the shallow tide.

“I think we got our spot!” Matt replied.

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Driving north the breaks looked different. The tide had begun to go out, and the daytime wind remained. They stopped at the westerly surf spot.

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Defeated, they turned north for home, hoping the trip wasn’t a bust.

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They drove down to check it out, but saw similar results. The surf gods were not in their favor, and Jimmy’s hope for the perfect wave was fading. They drove further south, but each spot was as bad as back home. The day was turning to late afternoon with neither of them yet in the water.

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