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

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Where's My Mojo?


Waves were an inconsistent 3-5 and the crowd was thick right off the bat.  The first hour I was either too deep or someone was to my left; not to mention a couple of donkeys along the way.   If I paddled north the set swung south and vise versa.   Fred offered to block for me, but I wasn’t that desperate.  Didn’t get too many waves until I paddled over to the bay.   Then I finally started catching some nice ones.  Stayed out way too long and was seriously late for work.





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