Last night was special. I returned to my old stomping grounds and had the best surf I’ve had there in years. It wasn’t the most perfect or biggest. It was just the most fun. I arrived home with the biggest smile and really counting my blessing.
Today was the same. The surf was significantly larger and way more dramatic.
I loved it.
I don’t live here anymore but truthfully a part of my heart does. It is my home when I am not at home.
No one out but you and 40 of your best mates.
Your "jump off" options, piece of cake.
Post drop in discussion.
Local WCT man on the charge.
Big face carve.
- Final bounce before the beach.
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