On Saturday, after surfing for six hours, we climbed the sand dune that overlooks Cape Kiwanda, ate Mahi-Mahi tacos, drank a few pints on the beach and then retired to the quiet comfort of the surfvagn.
This is what we awoke to Sunday morning.
After coffee at Stimulus we departed for Cannon Beach. Surf was closed out at Oswald West, so we spent the better part of the day at Indian. Beers at Bill's, a few slices at Pizza a'fetta and another night in the surfvagn.
Monday morning couldn't have been better. Sun overhead, southern wind and small enough swells to make Indian surfable on both the 10' Robert August and my old friend Phil.
There's more to the story, but I'll save that for another post...
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