October in Hatteras is the best!

My first ever official 'surfing trip' was to Cape Hatteras when Hurricane Agnes hit.

Up to that time, I had never seen waves so big and so perfect and so DANGEROUS in my life. We camped for a week and the surf was fantastic everyday. From that point on I was hooked on Hatteras.

After that, I took countless surfing trips to Hatteras with my bro's when I lived on Long Beach Island , and dozens more with Barbara after I moved to Florida.

I rarely surf there now because when I travel  I pretty much surf 99.9 % of the time somewhere in Nicaragua or El Salvador...and the occasional rogue trip to Costa Rica.