Somehow.

Conditions have been just stupidly rough today. When I stepped outside the cabin first thing this morning (doing my mouse-emerging-from-mousehole act first) and looked at the waves, I just about started laughing. It really was, “you’ve got to be kidding me!” Big, foam-streaked, curling waves. But what can you do? Got to get there somehow. So I girded my loins (aka donned waterproofs and big hat) and have spent the day in the splash zone.

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