A Wrecked Rail

What a weekend. Out there on our own. Kinda crowded. The surf was small, but that didn't stop us. Friday we found ourselves waiting for a ferry. Stayed the night in PA and tried to time travel. Arnold Palmer would be proud. Ate bagels for breakfast. Waist high waves afterwards. Fast forward a few hours. I guess Stand Up Paddle man wasn't paying attention. A few strokes forward and then an awkward rotation to his right. "Sorry, I didn't see you surfing." I guess it gives me a reason to go see the Stoke Mender. Sunday the surf stood up a bit. And Karissa caught all the waves. She seems to be benefiting from that big fin ;)