A great week of surf, nothing to sneeze at 2x overhead sets. Six broken boards for the last 4 days. Lotta gas taken. People riding the boulder field on the inside, either feeling the rocks or hearing their boards feel the rocks, oh joy! The morning moon hung a floater over the rock......
Yesterday the low tide pull over the bar and exposed a loveable little runner for a few hours, a lot smaller than the Turkey Day mayhem or even the GC death pits down the beach. Some old fart landing a floater of his own.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Bailey relaxing at his mom's house with Nano, his Toy Chihuahua. Doing very well, going out to Goodwill and doing some deal hunting there getting clam strips at Pier 101, a local seafood restaurant. Rehab a couple of times a week, we head to the hospital tomorrow for a check up future plans will gel off of what the doc's decisions are.