It's hard to recall the last time two tropical systems have, in tandem, meandered, crawled, stalled, ebbed, and flowed with such slow, circuitous routes as Hurricanes Leslie and Nadine. In fact, as I write this for today's Phlog, Nadine is STILL out there canoodling in the Eastern Atlantic, trying to figure out which European country to take a bead on and mercifully, inexorably make landfall and just… go… away.
While Nadine in particular didn't really light us up down here in the Southeast, she still kindly sent Brevard County several days of fun enough waves we're certainly not complaining about — especially after getting lashed fairly good by her predecessor, Hurricane Leslie, and that storm's more bulked-up groundswell. With both storms in the Atlantic for such a long time, often at near-standstill mode, it was hard to tell which waves on what days were coming from where last week.
What really matters is that they came, though: big waves, small waves, soft waves, and ass-kicking waves in all colors, shapes, and qualities — or lack thereof. Little Miss Nadine, that Energizer Bunny of a storm, is still sending a few ridable dribblers all the way across the pond as I type, and I'm thinking of waxing up the 9'0" Jesse Fernandez model for an on-dark session at low tide as she continues to give us something to remember, in pictures and in memories, of so many waves ridden and photographed, for a long time to come.