I am big on not getting into close calls anymore if possible.
My last close call was about 3 years ago in south County. Fisning a good area in the fall , like mid October. Smokey and I get down there about 9 PM. Get out on the furthest rocks and start fishing. Now I fished this place about 500 times before so.....
We fish about 20 minutes in normal seas ,and then this set of waves comes in breaking over my head. About six or more in a row. I'm laying on the rack holding on like a cat hoping I don't get washed off.
Finally they go back to normal. I look over and Smokey is down hanging on like me but fortunately still there.
We yell about getting the F outta there and scramble back. We stand up on the sand talkng about what the heck was that!!! We walk over next to the rocks and fish from the sand. Don't you know about twenty minutes later , here comes the big sets again. The height change was incredible , like from 3 footers to 9 footers all of a sudden. We were on the sand so it was easy just to back up that time. Well , anyway , that whole night , about every twenty minutes , in came rolling about half a dozen monster waves and then it would subside again.
Weird stuff like that is how people get killed!!
Last edited by Saltheart; 02-14-2005 at 12:46 PM..
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