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

Monday, September 19, 2011

Almost Gave Up

Was on the beach at 5:45 in the dark and not seeing anything that looked ridable. Just as I was leaving I stopped to see a small set roll through. Just then Phil and Fahday walked up and I turned it around and went out. It was small, a little inconsistent and waist to chest high. But with just six guys out and warm water it was actually kinda fun. I believe the Uberocity of my Plank saved the day.

I didn't even post Saturday, the surf was zip, zero, nada with south wind. 





Beware of the locals

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