Hey, if you’re headed down to the beach
to surf solo, you better bring an extra
large set of cojones, because when you’re
hangin’ off the lip of a 6 footer, there’s
no one there to hear your cries for Mommy!
Me? I’ve got ‘em and I'm not afraid to show
‘em to anyone who wants to see!
Conditions today could best be described as
“gnarly” and it was all I could do to rely
on my abilities and experience to get me through.
I can assure you that on more than one occasion, I was sure I'd get planted!
Punching out through the shore break
Over the Falls
Behind the Scenes