December 31, 2001
We met up with George and his family this weekend. The rendezvous point for this part of the day was a place called Maverick's. If you're any kind of surfer, I'm sure you've heard of this spot. Normally you don't think of Half Moon Bay as a surf mecca, but some of the biggest waves on the planet roll in here and it attracts only the most fearless. There's even a book on the place.
We didn't bring any boards, but there's more than enough fun anyway. It's kind of a long walk out to the beach along the north side of Half Moon Bay. We used to live not far from here, but amazingly we never got to this beach. George told us about it and off we went. It's pretty gray and cold as usual, but nowhere near as bad as getting into the water.