»The tide is high
Mavericks took place today: Greg and I took a jaunt down there in the beautiful, sunny, warm morning to stand on the bluff and watch 30-foot waves break over rocks (and the odd surfboard). Greg's hungover humour ("that's a hellacopter!") notwithstanding, the morning was completely awesome.
I was at the jetty about a year ago, but didn't see these sort of waves.