Posted on 07/07/2013 1:50:35 PM PDT by SunkenCiv
Waves as high as 7m (22 ft) have hit parts of Chile and coastal areas are on alert as high winds and tidal currents sweep across parts of South America's coast.
Footage showed huge waves surging onto the streets of Antofagasta in Chile where at least one injury was reported following the dangerous weather.
In Peru, parts of the country's coastline were hit with waves as big as 5m (16 ft) and the weather caused flooded streets in the seaside city of Chimbote.
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Ain’t that in the Canary Islands? I had a Canary once, but my cat ate him.
Don’t know if you’re kidding or not, but no one has asked .. yet ... WHY ?
They'd be laying on the beach if we did.
We lived south of Anto in La Serena; but every year would have tide surges that would flood all the beach restaurants and dump tons of sand on the Avenida del Mar.
I’ll have to check with the pals and see what happened this time...looks pretty extreme.
There are waves that are just too big & fast to paddle in to.
I didn't want to see the waves bad enough to sit through the commercial. Bailed out.
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On this day, we were sure we could get a great ride. To hit it right, had to time it like a surfer looking for the right wave, and tread water until the right wave went in. I recall you had to swim out about twenty or thirty yards away from the seawall. When the time was right, you would swim like hell to a spot where the reflexive wave going back out would collide with an incoming wave, and the result would rocket you about 10 or 15 feet into the air!
It was one HELL of a ride, but it was largely a matter of luck, and sometimes when you went out, you might only hit it one or two times in a few hours of trying. On this day, I went so high it scared the crap out of me, but that wasn't the scariest part.
There were big, rolling waves, and the tide was allowing a thin strip of the beach to show in front of the seawall, which meant it was no good anymore. As I was coming in, I tried to body surf in, and a wave got me. It ground me into the gritty sand and wouldn't let go. I began to feel the edge of panic, when I finally got free and popped up, and the next wave grabbed me and did the same thing.
I felt completely helpless, and that scared me. When I came up again, my feet were touching the sand, and I realized my bathing suit had been ripped right off of me. I had no swimming trunks!
To a twelve year old boy, the concept of walking out of the water onto the beach with no bathing suit was daunting, and I was yelling at my friend that my suit was gone, and with a big grin on the thin beach, he was holding them up in his hand above his head! I waded in and he taunted me with them for a few seconds, then waded out and handed them to me.
When I got ashore, there was a large hole in the seat of the trunks, and I had a two inch bleeding, deep strawberry on my right buttock!
I didn’t get a commercial. Wonder how that site decides whether to dole out a commercial or not.?
I had a Canary once, but my cat ate him.
My big Canary ate the neighbor’s cat.
Anyway, sounds like a great way to spend a few childhood years.
Fells like a rag doll in a washing machine not fun
Especially with a skull softener tethered to your ankle.
I assumed it was open to the Pacific Ocean, and even on normal days, waves would roll in, smash against the seawall, sending spray in the air. If the water was at all rough, huge amounts of seawater would go up over the sidewalk in a massive deluge, and even hit the road. When it was REALLY rough, the water would go all the way over the road and get the eight story (I think) apartment building on the other side of the road wet.
This was in the sixties, but I was able to see the area on Google Earth. Heh, funny. I always thought it was open to the Pacific, but looking at Google Earth, I can see it wasn't. But the body of water was large enough for the prevailing winds to kick up waves...:) The arrows showed where the waves came from and where we ran...:)
Heh, we would play chicken with the waves. Me and a friend would get at a point where the waves began hitting, and run full speed without stopping. As we ran with all our might, we would both laugh hysterically while our faces were turned to look at the incoming waves. The rule was, you couldn't slow down or stop. Once you began, you had to run all the way to the end at full speed.
We would get hit so hard sometimes we would get knocked off of our feet, and needless to say, one wave was enough to drench you through and through, all the way, completely. If you got to the end, huffing and puffing, hands on knees, we would look at each other, then immediately, and without a word, run back the other way at full speed. Boy, I sure wish I could do that now. I don't think I could run more than 20 yards at full speed without hurting myself.
I remember how puzzled and angry my mother would get when I got home, still dripping wet. I was a complete mystery to her in some ways.
The influence of the moon is at minimum at the new moon.
I feel lucky to have learned some lessons without getting killed. Hell, some don’t learn them, and some get killed. Growing up sure is a journey. Nowadays, I think a lot of parents want to wrap their kid in bubble wrap. I never had kids. It terrified me to think he might have been like me...I don’t think I could have watched him walk out the door.
As a kid, I wasn’t daring, mostly. Just stupid and inexperienced. I lacked commonsense.
Yokosuka... your dad must’ve been a career navy man.
Anyone see Laird Hamilton?
There was no commercial when I went to it. Thanks for watching it for me.
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