My San Diego
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
There are many terms surfers use when they back into a breaking wave with the tube covering them, th...
I am an early riser. Like 4:30 A.M. It gives me time to sip my coffee, lounge around a little before...