After getting completely skunked at lunch the past few days, dawn patrol this morning offered some redemption. A big NW came charging down the coast, kissing the coast with some tasty waves. So big in fact, that I decided to switch from the normal dawn patrol spot, and jump in at the hook instead. It was the right call. The Hook has a vast kelp bed, which helps to smooth the chop, creating a groomed wall over a fairly shallow reef. The rain and swells over the past few weeks have stolen a lot of sand from random beaches, and have been depositing it all along the point. Sharp contours are softened and random holes filled. It is a face melting playground. As luck would have it, I was in the perfect spot and dropped into a glistening, sun-kissed gem, which lined up all the way to privates. One of the longest and most picture perfect rides I have had in a long time.