If you're surfing in San Diego County, and you don't see any kooks in the water, all that means is that YOU'RE the kook!
It's been quite a week!
I was a bit tired after my trip to the Channel Islands with The Otter.
Somehow, he figgered out that I didn't do much rowing on the way to San Clemente Island, so he said if I wanted to make it home, I'd have to row at least 1/2 the way back - on my own - what a bully!
Anyway - just to make sure my weekend would start properly, a couple of the local thug-ettes at a very localized beach, left a very clear message
on my rear window.
[and my side window]
I thought about punching them, but I remembered my last heated exchange with a couple of surf babes - I was surrounded by some very un-babe looking Diva-ettes - all vowing to kick my a** if I yelled at one of them again -
The surf has been non-stop all week - B****'s with some wave faces of about 20 feet - BA's measurement - for reference only - don't try this at home!
Even The Shores had some mackers - probably at least 60 foot faces - In fact, today, The Otter hacked me on one of the biggest waves ever ridden in So Cal [paddle in take off].
The kid from West Viginia said he had never seen a wave that big at his home break - he called my wave an easy 56.5 foot face -
Yesterday, we had Chuck Hasley's Memorial
- There were maybe 300 people there - nice turnout -
Tom Morey err - "Y" - made a great eulogy, as did Dr. Oliver and others.
I was a little nervous about having the Memorial so close to ****** B***h but the local heavy - T*m K***er - and I made a deal:
- Oh no -
[I may have been a bit intoxicated - I had one beer before the pow-wow]
- I can't remember what the deal was.
[TK: Are you sure that this is where Beach Blanket Bingo was filmed?]
I hope it wasn't anything like allowing The B***er Boys a day pass to W***an***.
Later,
BA