Head to the grindstone, little action on the blog means this bwoy is busy bees. Working on epic book version of this blog. keep yer eye out wee lad. 14 hour work days = almost two weeks without water, not much swell to speak of, so haven’t missed much. On evidence of slight uptick in swell, went last night to the favorite walled-up bowl break. At first glance, flat as can be. With patience – waist to chest high pulses rolling through. The potato chip handles nice tight S-carves and fatty whitewater floaters. For some odd reason I was super connected to the board, personal form in fine style. ‘Twas one a my best, mellowest sessions in months. I truly digs dema small waves, I can get open on knee highs and potato chips.
Back to worky, meh sez.
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[...] Flatness pervades the seascape. Thursday’s child slide at my favorite walled-up double peak – waves were micro but this break can still funnel some power into any sea urchin flatulence that comes down the pike. I had a few nice carves, the sunset clairvoyance was channeling sessions past. [...]