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

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Dry Run

I rode down early in the off chance that there would be some small zippers to play around on. But I told myself on the way down that unless the shape was really good to just pass. My low back was telling me to take it easy. So after stretching on the beach for 10 minutes and watching the waves I called it a day. It was just crossed-up windswelly crap anyway and the water temp had dropped 7 degrees overnight, also not good for my back. I see they have the women surfing this junk today. Too bad.



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