November is always a month of transition, the month that draws a definite line under summer and ushers in the proper winter, but what a strange November we've had.
We started the month off the back of a fantastic run of October surf that included a few epic days (see above). Then it just fizzled out. We've had precious few good swells, and the best ones have been short-lived, appearing on busy work days and fading away before the weekend. I can't remember such an inconsistent spell this late in the autumn, can you?
The mornings were just starting to get chilly enough to warrant considering boots, when out of nowhere the snow arrived. Crazy, we've jumped straight into deepest winter. I love it! It's so easy as a surfer to dream of life somewhere hot with good waves, but I do love a good hard winter - now we just need some swell to top it off.