The myth here - on the island - is that when my brother and I get here, the waves come up. Held true this year, again. We had some fun waves all day. Some solid slammers and some barrels and just all around salt water love. Nothing feels as good as being on the ocean for 5+ hours. Nothing makes it feel better than doing it with my nephew who is the super water polo playing stud and can outlast anyone in the waves. So cool to see.