It's big some where, I can feel it.
Too big really for the local spots.
But we know where to look.
South wind and all.
Crystal surfed for the first time yesterday.
She now has a twisted knee.
No one can keep up with this old man.
Ok, maybe some one can.
I am out in the music room, it's dark but the Moon is doing its best.
Time to record something soft and slow, mellow with flow.
Been a awhile since I have felt inspired.
Too long.
But better late than never.
Working on boards today after a surf.
Conditions at the Noll look funky, with rain expected on Sunday.
If I am lucky, I will get to surf Sunday.
Those of you coming down, look for the Oregon Crew to be lodged on the beach like last year. Cops didn't bother us at 7 vehicles strong plus tents.
Free camping, like it used to be.
Wide open beaches and highways.
Free to roam, find a place in the Sun without the trappings.
So if you are reppin The O, stop by and say hi, bring beer, chicks, kidlets, some herb would be nice, maybe some wax...
And, in my attempt to further the shitpig animosity that exists in Oregon's Surf Culture...
Well, I will let that wait.
Love ya kiddies, buoys are showing BIG...too big for this sissy who doesn't ride a fish.
See ya in the water....
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