Know When To Say No

Sometimes I don't know when to say no. When to stay in the city. When I should find something else to do with my weekend. Because when the wind is working from the west, and the swell is separated by just a few seconds, that's when most people postpone their plans. An opportunity to explore other opportunities. But I had hope. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad. And why not spend my Saturday by the sea? So around five on Friday, we put a few things in Fargo, fueled up and headed for the ferry.

Just the tip...

Two Flat.


Pokin' Out.


Fall Footwear.

Wind at her back...




Not ugly...

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