Disco Bobbled

I left the house a little after 11:00 and skies are crystal clear. It’s true. Good things do happen to those who wait.

I get to the parking lot and it is understandably on the fuller side. Wind is light for this hour.

I’m walking down the stairs and the sun feels great. Everything is looking great here.

When I reach the shore it looks to be medium tide. No jr. guard tents today. I have a feeling the season is over now that school is starting up. This makes me a little sad. Also there is no lifeguard on duty. Has weekday lifeguard hours ended as well?

Summer feels like it just got started but we are definitely entering into “late Summer.” Hey, it is still Summer and it will be for over a month. Also, early and mid Fall (and even late some years) is super nice here.

There is still some swell in the water. I walk in and dive under a wave just as it breaks. I seem to have lost my camera. I soon see the red tip of the mounting stick that holds it. I grab it and then head south.

It is just such a beautiful day, but my head is sort of discombobbled today. By the way, I am pretty sure that “discombobbled” is a real word, but spell check prefers “disco bobbled.” I think I prefer that too. I would very much like to be disco bobbled. I’m not sure what that is exactly but I have some ideas and they all seem much better than discombobbled.

I don’t want to get into the details of my discombobbledness. Trust me, nobody wants to hear about that.

Anyways I am visualizing every exhale as an ejection of my inner discombobbled artifacts and waste into the ocean. I imagine it travelling up my airway and out of my mouth and into the water. I keep my focus on this image. I try not to start analyzing my life or “figure things out.” If the last half a million hours are any indication, I’m not going to be figuring anything out on this swim.

When I get to the northern end of the beach, I see lots of bass swimming around. They seem to like hanging out in the kelp forests. Who doesn’t?

There are a couple fishermen in one kayak hanging out here. I wonder if they are catching much.

The water is just so warm. This seems like the warmest it has been over a contiguous period of time since maybe 2020.

I turn around to finish off the swim and see a buoy still hanging out here. It may be the only one left. It seems like every year they leave one buoy, but the huge swell in early January washed the one from last Summer to shore.

As I pivot due east to come back to land, I notice that the lifeguard hut is now occupied. Ok that makes me feel a little better. Still plenty of Summer left.