Cabin Camping

It rained all weekend. A light, grey, sort of rain. Wet when we arrived. No need to camp in that kind of crap. So I rented a cabin. About sixty paces from the sand. A sizable swell rolled in on Saturday. Surfed for a few hours. Lots of lefts. Brought the Blue Banana. Hadn't surfed it since, shit, I don't know. Mounted my new Mikey DeTemple MD3 fin. A marked improvement. More on that later, though. Cabin was cozy. We cooked dinner, watched hockey highlights and fell asleep sooner than I expected.


Cabin fire.



Out there on your own.

1 comment:

ando said...

Overpriced, but not many options out there, I guess.

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