There's something to love about a surf contest held at Lower Trestles. It's partly the walk from the parking lot, a tree-lined passage, with winds passing through the willows. It's the perfectly manicured waves, thanks in large part to the cobblestone bottom. It's the limitless potential each wave offers as it works its way toward shore. It's seeing compelling waves to ride to the north, at Uppers, and to the south at Churches and San Onofre in the distance.