Sunday, September 21, 2014

Sometimes you just gotta go

Almost turned around and came home after my first look at it. NE wind was on it before dawn chopping it up just enough to make it look uninviting. A couple of friends pulled up as I was on my way out and we talked long enough to watch a chest + set peak outside and peel through the inside sandbar. Good enough to get us out there. About 45 minutes in the wind died and it cleaned up quite nice. Shared some really fun ones for a couple hours with just the three of us out there. Word travels fast and by 9:30, the line-up was filling up by the minute. Glad I paddled early. Good times.

A fin sighting for my buddy Grant. This one in a nice old G&S Frye.


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