lack of local surf forced a road trip to valhalla




this is a gray haired lady. no kidding. she was ruling the place.



same lady





i trekked several miles for many days in snow sleet and rain. through nud and stickers and viney maple. ate cold cut sammiches. slept in a crooked cot in a musty tent. never fired my gun. never saw a one. but sure enough. the day season ends, there they are.


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