Thursday, December 31, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
The unusual cold
The ice travels down the river, pulled by tide and flow. A thin chatter takes place between the edges of liquid and solids. The whispered conversation makes me think of ages past. Of centuries when ice controlled all around here.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
The icy Nestucca
It's a cold day here on the river Y, on the backside of those trees a few freezer waves are peeling off some choice walls.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
This swell has teeth
(pic by G.Englesby)
Many of these moments as long period swell detonated,
clear water and thumpy sandbars.
Best sessions away from the usual.
Air drops with just the rail holding a line til the feet caught up,
loads of shadow time. Just two out. Felt it later after many beat downs.
Nicks and bruises.
All good.
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