Sunday Slides

There was some surf on Sunday. Small sets separated by a few seconds. The wind was working from the west, but it was better than I had anticipated. My first few were not even knee high, so I went south in search of something sizable. Chris caught a couple. A slow go'er standing up to his shoulder. I watched as he went one way, then the other. "Where the fuck did that come from?!" Chris just smiled and paddled past. I managed to find a few of my own. Grabbed rail and got in there before the stoke store closed. Ran out to the end on an ugly right. Still need to sort out all this backside cross stepping stuff. Ms.Wood took a few photos for me. Looks worse than it was. And now I can't wait for the weekend.


Ugly either way.

Right there.

Stained glass.