Saturday, December 31, 2011
2011 – HyeLytes from the Year in Surfing, or anything else for that matter.
Your’s truly gets his right ear drilled – no surfing ‘till mid-March. But weep not, my ear feels so good. No more throbbing infections, no more “what??”. And music hasn’t sounded so rich & full since I can remember. Deepest mahalo, Massachusetts Eye and Ear Infirmary!
Stupid reality again – but the big news if you can call it that is my move. Love this house! Y’all gotta come by!
Back in the water (with ear plugs) finally. Also, this is the time of the year when young mens’ thoughts turn to motorcycles.
Facing your fear pays big dividends: paddling out at a local, hairy cove and waiting my turn yielded me a one single left that I’ll never forget. We all have those! And a trip to Rhode Island is always memorable.
Some fun pre-Summer onslaught waves locally.
Don’t ask me what drove me to do it, but a hunge hankerin’ to do the old bridal path/Mount Lafayette hike, but I’m gad I did.
Intro to paddleboards – the lay-down kind:
More Summer fun, joy in the warm water. I’m settling into the Gloucester groove quite well, thank you!
More small waves & warm water. Hurricane Irene was a bust.
But Katya wasn’t – Rhode Island: the September Place to be.
And hey - who woulndn't want an official team ryder t shirt? - available in gray & white. It can be arranged.
Ophelia was fun locally. I just didn’t feel like doing the “it” spots. And outr 1st Nor’easter certainly turned on the juice – bombs on day one, and fun surf for the rest of the week.
Nothing to report ‘cept that Thanksgiving day had waves – just like old times. Joe Frazier died. Go easy Joe, you were a class act.
And here we are. The month can be summed up I 3 words: **ck yeah, Tortola. First time in the Carribean, first time anyplace tropical, my forst time out of the country since Reagan was president. Thank God for Tortola and her people, that’s all I can say.
That's all folks - hope to see y'all rockin' out and having fun in 2012!