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east side blog
12.24.2004
 

Christmas Eve by the Bay

The last couple days before Christmas and the sun's out. Wednesday the swell was waist to head high from the west. Surfed sharks and got some fun waves. The offshore was blowing, so the waves were really standing up. The waves disappeared as the tide dropped. The swell was bigger on Thursday, with a little more north, but the east wind blew almost all day making the waves semi blown out. Ah, the smell of garlic. Once the wind stopped, the tide all but killed everything but a few first bowl racers. Heard it was good at the top of the point - sewers, rockview, and windnsea, but I never looked (because I'm a kook). Speaking of kooks, this morning I watched this guy stuff MD mike, turn and look at him, and continue to stuff him wildly. MD was calling him off the wave and the guy just looked at him and continued smoking him. Then, the guy stared to go besirk - yelling stuff like - "I'm going to get you - watch out". He got out of the water screaming and continued to scream as he walked up the stairs. I was at the top of the stairs, and when he reached me I told him he deserved more than he got and he should humble himself and shut up. Well, he turned on me and started calling me an old **%7$ kook and stomped off to his car. Minutes later, as I'm talking with ranger roy, he comes back and continues to trash me, and started in on roy. Once again he was told to cool off. He took off again, ripped out of the driveway, and who knows what. He justified himself by saying he'd surfed out at the hook since he was six. Hasn't learned much. I don't ever remember seeing him either. Merry Christmas - see ya out in the water
 
Comments:
How is it that someone who drops in on another person has the balls to get pissed at being yelled at, when obviously they are in the wrong. What a friggen kook. Go back to the valley maggot!!
 
Xmas at the point
The weather was great for the end of December and not even one kook at 38th? Waves were small but fun. I got my 12 rides. To bad to hear about the JURK at the hook. Maybe Santa didn't get him what he wanted for Christmas. But then Santa knows who's naughty and nice.
 
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