Better Luck Next Time

Deep North, not exactly corduroy...













Gee's first surf trip since moving back from LA
and he already looks like an Oregon crusty.













Maybe if I shoot the picture at just the right
moment, it'll look inviting... nope.













Five of us piled in the Econoline and guess
who had to ride in the carseat? There's something
poetic/just plain silly about the fact that this is
where I ended up sitting on my first surf trip since
becoming a dad. Hazing ritual? Maybe. But it was
pretty comfy and felt safer than sitting on a stack
of boards in the back of the cargo van.

Long story short, we didn't even get wet. We had
a few beers and huffed some salty air though.
And that was good.

I can pretty much guarantee that next time will be better...

Slim Gaillard - Laguna