This past weekend I was up in Half Moon Bay, CA for the Titans of Mavericks surf competition. Beautiful town. Classic seaside vibe where the marina is over run by fishing boats dating all the way back to 1908. Yeah, super cool. Every restaurant in the area is sourced from these local fishing boats with an array of mouth watering seafood. On top of that classic feel, this is also a surf town which happens to be home to one of the worlds most terrifying and iconic surf breaks ever... MAVERICKS. If you live under a rock and have never heard of it, do yourself a favor and google it.
This past Friday was the day the Titans of Mavericks surf competition was called on. I was hired to be the handheld cameraman on the competitors boat that aggressively floated around in the channel next to 20-30 foot waves. Needless to say, I was stoked for the opportunity and a bit nervous about the real potential of something going "not according to plan" or possibly getting seasick.
Obviously by me posting this, all went well and no, I did not get sea sick. Even looking through a cameras viewfinder on and off for 9 hours couldn't make me heave. However, it did set me up with the sweetest pair of sea legs that would make Long John Silver blush. I couldn't stand up for more than a few seconds before I started to believe I had been drinking for those 9 hours. Not fun... Because I was in fact sober.
This experience may seem like hell to some, and I'm sure I bitched and moaned enough for some to argue that I thought it was hell too. But let me be the first to tell you that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I loved every minute of it. It was super challenging and almost became a game of survival by the end of the day. I saw so many things and experienced so many moments that I have never before.
I'm not sure how quickly I'll raise my hand for a relapse of sea legs, but you never know, because it's jobs like this that are addicting.