There is nothing better than salt in the air and sand in my hair (what's left of it).

Friday, March 18, 2011

Undulation Friday

It was actually kind of fun for the first hour or so after dawn; that is until our friend moved in again.  Playful belly to chest high windswelly waves were had early on with a stiff off-shore breeze making for a damn cold morning, my hands were really aching after I got out of the water.  Should have brought the gloves, but I packed them away for the season last night; smart.  At the first sign of undulatory action and I was out of there, I’ve had enough of that this week.



The burm is disappearing little by little


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