Late Sunday night, I ventured up to Waimea bay to camp on the cliffs and hopefully watch the 25th anniversary of the Eddie Aikau Invitational. We scored an epic spot, right on the side of the road, and threw the sleeping bags in the back of the truck.
Unfortunately 4:30 am brought with it a pretty steady stream of precipitation, and all three of us scrambled into the tiny of the cab for the rest of the morning.
When dawn broke, the massive surf was already here. Hundreds of people were already lining the cliffs and roaming the beach, waiting for the 7am announcement if the event was to go or not. Annnnnd.........not today. Not clean enough apparently. Still, plenty of huge surf rolling through. Hopefully Eddie goes tomorrow!
