Reconnecting with the Ocean
I’m back in Costa Rica on a surfing trip.
If I updated this blog with any regularity, that would mean my posting would be suspended for a couple weeks, or, at the very least, become very erratic.
I just wanted to comfort you all with the news that my posting will continue to be painfully erratic…
On the plus side, I got one in today, so I’m already ahead of the game!
Cheers 
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be careful down there Flash. you’re probably the perfect size for sharks.
I keep expecting you to say fuck it and decide to never come back from one of these trips to Tahiti and New Zealand and all those other places you go. It’s gonna happen one of these days.
Rock on…I’m totally jealous. I’ve got a 200 mile ride planned this weekend…it’s not the same thing, but connecting with the wind isn’t totally unlike connecting with the water. Enjoy the elements.
So you’re a landlocked surfer. Explains the rage
sweet picture. There’s no way in hell you’ll ever see me on something like that. No way.
I’m betting it happens in South Africa this summer, krako. We’ll get some email about harnessing the elements and that’ll be it for land, ha ha
Koester – I knoiw sharks are nasty buggers but I’d still give her a fighting chance ;¬)
agreed, toxic. i’m scared for the sharks, not her!
I know you rode the bloody piss out of that. wish I could be there, cousin. We’re gonna duel at J-Bay! Be ready!