I came home to an empty house since Ryan and his friend Scott the bartender from Las Olas decided to take the Firebird for an illicit drunken spin around the block. Jazzed from his joyride, Ry wanted to celebrate by putting on wetsuits and grabbing snorkel gear and heading down to the reef. I resisted. Surfline estimated the water temperature from 53-55f. "No thanks", I thought. But Ryan was insistent that since it is right down the street, why not take advantage of it? So he talked me into it. We tried taking some pictures with the little camera in it's waterproof casing. Not bad. Even if all the sweepers were out.
But it was a little cold. Even in the wetsuit.
