We've recruited some young guns to help bucket. Gotta pay some dues before you can ride...
Friday was Nick's 40th B-day, so we hooked up a session at Adam's. Light was running out, but Nick got his 4othe before dark, while drinking a 40 ouncer. That's how we do it.
Sunday was my 43rd B-Day. Erin and Max came out for the first two pools.
Nature, left to its own devices, will eventually take over.
This is my 43rd frontside grind of the day. Sorry Dixon and Andrew, lied to you guys to try to keep the stoke level up at the next spot.
Dix in a box? Dixon smoothed out where the coping was missing a tile, and we epoxied one right in place. Held up just right for the light-box grinders!
Evidence.
Gettin' dark, Dixon rolls in.
Courtney grabs backside.
Hoss Rogers, concentrated tail scrape in the 21st century.
Colvin made a showing.
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