From the Road
Writing this long overdue blog entry from my favorite surf town in the US: Encinitas. I started looking for appropriate surf shack / retirement properties when I first came across this quaint Southern California town a couple of summers ago ... and very little has changed about the community since then. (Thank goodness!)
Cardiff-by-the-Sea - which is the next town to the south - is home to one of California's only public beachside campgrounds, San Elijo State Beach. Two solid surf breaks practically in view from my tent: Cardiff Reef to the south, and Pipes to the north. The sidewalk graffiti captured in the image in this blog's Shutterbug section (upper right) expresses the general vibe around here.
Unfortunately, surf conditions have been less than optimal ... although who can complain about water warm enough in mid-May that no wetsuits are required? And when the waves and wind aren't cooperating, there's running along the cliff between Cardiff and Swami's, beautiful acai bowls at Swami's Cafe, smores over a camp fire, and - for only a few minutes - blogging from a cafe.
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Yeah, I know ... this blog is quickly becoming all about one thing (surfing) and probably boring the daylights out of those who prefer to limit their exposure to water to baths and showers. That being said, just spent a summer week back home in New Hampshire for the first time in years. And when I wasn't working, I was either surfing or talking about surfing.
See that lovely 9' longboard in the picture to the right? So exciting to have taken the plunge and own my first surfboard and I am all set to go surfing during the upcoming holi ... oh wait. Yeah, that's right. I don't have a surfboard anymore. I've already told my longboard saga to anyone who will indulge me here in Texas with ten minutes of his or her time. It's sad and involves 50 feet of 