Monday, November 26, 2007
So I was wearing the right uniform...
No leash, white board with no lam. I expected no vibes as I headed down south past the super-localized right reef. My goal was a left that works well on extremely low tides and solid west/north swells. Fun evening session ahead.
Except I forgot one part of the uniform- you can't associate with anyone not wearing the correct uniform.
I was walking down with a buddy who likes to boogie-board.
I pass one guy I saw a week and a half ago at a beachbreak and he gives me the cold stare and gives my buddy worse. Last time I saw him he was stoked and happy to talk about boards and Mex. Now I'm a leper.
I pass another guy, well known surfshop dude. I used to sell him fins and stuff as a sales rep. I get the arctic glare and my buddy gets worse. We used to be quite cordial.
Had a great session and walked back north and up the bluff in the dark. Back to work today and looking forward to another arvo session.