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east side blog
5.11.2006
 

Saturated South


We went from the winter lull, past the spring wind swells, and had the first significant south of the season over the weekend. Got Tiburones Friday, Saturday, and Sunday chest-high to over-head with great conditions. Saturday was real fun with a mid-morning to afternoon session followed by a great evening session. Surfed until dark. The buoys showed the swell maxing at 3.8 feet from 190 at 17 seconds. Wrapped the swell up on Monday at Second Bowl with some fun left-overs. Had to thrash Paul throughout the swell because he was supposed to be at work pulling weeds. I really feel sorry for his poor, hard working, wife. What a woman. I see her pulling the weeds - but where is Paul? Loafing at the beach. The Butterscotch was fouled while hanging on the racks - no water in sight. Embarrassed that it was damaged outside of the wave arena, its' depressed owner went to the best smythe in town. Repaired, the crewsader was back in action during the south. Check your racks! Hey - did you see the bloated sea lion carcass floating out in the kelp beds during the swell? Well, I went gliding this afternoon on the LB and saw the bloated form moving toward the beach in the cove. When it hits the beach and explodes - wow! It got me thinking. That bloated carcass is just like the Bush administration and the step-in-line congress. Continuing to contrive - continuing to bloat. But at some point, the high tide is going to hurl it on the beach and its going to explode. And just like the bloated carcass in Sharks Cove, its going to let out a stench when it blows. All the stink the White Wash has been accumulating will blow. It will smell for months. I can almost smell it now.

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace. -Jimi Hendrix, musician, singer, and songwriter (1942-1970) 
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You know i'm just carping out with the rest of you SLACKERS.

TEN TOES TO THE NOSE BABY
 
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