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I first windsurfed Jaws in the winter of 95/96. At the time it seemed fairly tame. It was not a giant day and it was very organized with nice steady trade winds. It was big, but not as scary or as intimidating as the outer reefs of Oahu’s North shore that I was used to. That perspective definitely changed for me over the years with more and more tow-in and windsurf sessions at Jaws in bigger waves and scarier conditions. I now have huge respect for the spot and I am definitely a bit intimidated by the wave now. Maybe it’s just my age slowly catching up to me. Or maybe it was that one hold-down two winters ago that had me questioning if I would ever breathe again.
