With
Thommo (The King) taking the family south for the weekend there was no call of see you at "the sock". Without a prompt Dan and Dick were still keen to don the neoprene or at least I thought. Dan had to stay at home and groom his mo. Anyway as I rolled up I was greeted by a very small but clean wave.
Unfortunately I had selected the wrong board from my quiver. It was
longboard heaven. Its a shame the king missed it but he did report in with a reasonable session from the
Dulla.
The sun skims across the bowl.
A couple of locals gladly filled in for Tank,
Watto's, Reid and Dan. They trimmed, danced and sole arched their way through the morning.
A
Tiltshift for Dan
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Unfortunately I had selected the wrong board from my quiver. It was longboard heaven. Its a shame the king missed it but he did report in with a reasonable session from the Dulla.
The sun skims across the bowl.
A couple of locals gladly filled in for Tank, Watto's, Reid and Dan. They trimmed, danced and sole arched their way through the morning.
A Tiltshift for Dan
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