For the next hour, Sanch rode the small inside shore break having given up on the larger
sets. The crowd thinned and the large full moon hung opposite the setting sun. The sky to the west shone different hues of red and purple and orange. Drew stopped to chat with Sanch before heading in.
“Now’s your chance,” he said. “Crowd is gone. Get back out there and go for it.” Only two other guys still surfed the shore break. Jake was alone on the outside in the twilight hours. Sanch joined him.