Montreal soul brother Stevey B. and his crew of surf derelicts blessed us Nayaritenses* with their presence for two weeks in May. Staying up in a fatty old hacienda in the colinas above Sayulita, I caught up with the mosse for several sliding sessions. A big swell blew through town right before they arrived and I think they caught a session or two, but unfortunately for the rest of their stay, it just got redinkulously small. No worries, the boys rented longboards for the remainder of their trip and we had a nice Sayulita one-footer sesh on their last day. The style council was definitely in full effect.
The above pics are from a series of shots taken over two days at the same spot. the mythical spot. 30 shots in all, meander on over to my flickr stream to peep the goodness.
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* person from the Mexican state of Nayarit
