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

Saturday, June 2, 2018

FIFTY!!!

That's right, yesterday was 50 years since the first time I paddled out on a 9-0 Dewey Weber at north side HB Pier. My Dad bought the board and racks for our station wagon for $40 from the son of Kruse Dairy. My Dad always supported good clean fun.
Lately, I've been really slammed at work and traveling a bit too, but now that I've got some help I think there will be a little more time for you know what....










The good ol' days


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