Getting outside is an impossibility. So the contest is being moved. Tanks' had a shift of sand. Now it had a steep shorebreak at the high tide mark. The guys stood there, Waimea-like, waiting for a lull to run and jump in.
Patience is a virtue.
The couple who don't have it and go in, get thrown back like dead jellyfish. Eventually they all got over together and paddled across a rare inside channel to wait at the outer impact spot for a lull there. Someone commented it was like being overseas. Andy and the Poser are off. A few others are there.