Northern California’s Warm Winter Embrace

“I don’t know why no one surfs on these days,” San Francisco’s Marty Magnusen tells Stab, of this mysto sandbar session he and wandering Northern California lensman Miles Jackler linked up for somewhere south of The City over the weekend. 

“Got spit out of a bunch, and there was no one around. It looked a little messy, but it’s so much easier to get barreled than on the clean days. Most photos with a fisheye like this are closeout barrels, but these weren’t.”

While nabbing a handful of gems is no simple task amongst the shifty, current-throttled sandbars south of the City By The Bay, it would be fair to say shooting from the water’s exponentially more difficult. 

“We found a random peak, and spent about an hour floating around and waiting, Marty was in in full Greg Long-mode, only looking for gems while I tried to stay in the spot, swimming against surging tides and rips,” Jackler told Stab. “But it’s important to shoot the locals, give credit where credit’s due. Growing up here, and putting in the time to dial [redacted] is hard, and the people who have stuck it out here, and invest in their community like Marty does, they deserve it.”