Associated Press
WESTPORT — Surfing the frigid winter waters off Washington’s coast isn’t so tough, Brad Yaeger claims.
At least, not when he’s zipped inside a maximum-thickness, hooded wetsuit. Paddling out to ride the waves, he barely notices the 40-degree water and icy surface winds.
But then he remembers the ice cream headaches.
"You dive under a wave, and your head just goes yeewww," he said, bringing his hands together and squeezing. "It just whistles. It’s like you ate a bunch of ice cream. It’s really, really cold."
Yaeger is one of the hardy dozens who each winter weekend strap their boards to the tops of battered vans, station wagons and SUVs and drive 100 miles and more to Westport, a coastal fishing town that’s become a mecca for cold-water surfing.
"It’s growing fast," said Rob Brown, a local surfboard maker and coffee-shop owner who in February staged Westport’s first Clean Water Classic, a competition that attracted male and female surfers from southern Oregon to British Columbia.
"What it is," he said, "is all the snowboarders and skaters from Seattle and Vancouver, Canada, are crossing over to the mother of all those sports."
Brown’s contest, staged the weekend of Feb. 16-17, captured the essence of the Pacific Northwest surfing scene. Parkas, ponchos and thick knit caps were the gear of choice for the 50 or so spectators who clambered up piles of treacherous, slime-covered boulders and shivered for hours in drizzle broken occasionally by milky sunshine.
"This is a sunny day for us. But the waves are best in winter, when it’s like this," said Mike McCann, 27, a Seattle schoolteacher and avid Westport surfer who drove down to watch.
Attorney Dana Monson, 32, drove out from Sun Valley, Idaho, to catch the action and connect with friends from her days as a Westport surfer.
"I started when I was 26," she said. "I moved out here and lived in my van for three months and learned to surf."
Monson, who had moved to the coast from Tacoma, said she knew a Westport winter would be wet and cold, but she hadn’t known what real cold felt like until she took up surfing.
Getting out of a wetsuit after an hour or so in the water "is so cold," she said. "Sometimes you feel as if your thumb is going to break off because it’s completely numb, and you can’t get your booties off."
Monson, like most other Westport surfers, has ridden waves in warm-water locales including Southern California, Hawaii and Costa Rica. But she continues to take a week’s vacation every fall and spring to surf at Westport.
"There was just a handful of people when I came up here 20 years ago, and it seemed like heaven to me coming from a crowded surf spot like Santa Cruz," said LeBaron Esty, 49, manager of The Surf Shop in Westport.
"You had beautiful waves, beautiful people. There was a real pioneer spirit of surfing where everybody helped each other and everybody was excited to see each other," he said. "It grew exponentially over the years."
In recent years, the few dozen surfers who might be seen testing the waves in February have become a few hundred on summertime weekends, Esty said.
Of course, they still have to wear wetsuits.
"In California, they’re just into fashion, where the surfers in the Northwest are more practical," surfboard maker Brown said. "It’s a bit of the Northwest grunge. They don’t care what they look like. They just want the best equipment they can get — and the best wetsuit. You definitely have to have a good wetsuit."
"People up here are surfing for surfing’s sake, as opposed to scamming the chick on the beach," said Frank Crippen, owner of NxNW Surf Co. in Port Angeles.
In that area on the Strait of Juan de Fuca, the best surfing spots are a tightly guarded secret, as many of them are on private land or in remote, relatively fragile areas.
"Somebody blabbed about a year and a half ago, and he got blacklisted," Yaeger said, adding that the surfer’s picture, license plate number and other information were posted on a Web site. "You were supposed to just give him a hard time."
In Westport, the three best surfing spots are within a couple of miles of town. Far from being secret, they’ve become a local industry.
"It’s done the town really good in many ways," said Lebaron Esty’s ex-wife, Debby Esty, who was perched on a boulder watching her son, LeBaron III, compete.
"The fishing industry has always been the main provider in this area, and it still is, but it’s dying to a point. This brings a different type of person in, the surfers with young families."
Debby Esty fondly recalled raising her family around surfing, with beach bonfires and large gatherings even in midwinter.
"There’d be snow all over the beach, and they would be out there surfing," she said. "I’d keep hot water by the fire so when they’d come in they’d dump it on themselves so they wouldn’t get hypothermia. Then they’d go back out again. They were nuts, but I loved being on the beach watching it."
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