After yesterday's multi session wave bonanza, I was looking forward to a repeat. Sadly the swell had dropped overnight but after I watched a few sets roll in, it looked worth a paddle out. Just as I started to get into my suit, something inside my stomach decided to start doing cartwheels. Had to be that ripe banana I ate on the drive over. After about 30 minutes in the line-up, I just couldn't take it anymore. I let the banana go free but my belly still felt like poop. Caught a nice right in through the inside and called it a day. Freakin bananas!