I have two or three friends that ask me the same question every weekend:
"Good surf this weekend, why don't you come out?"
Maybe it's because I live on a tropical island or perhaps I just attract surfer types as friends. They are good people. Every one of them. But I'm more of a poser.
Instead, I like to go to rocky beaches, takes pictures of the crazy surf and show them the photos later on like, "Oh dude, you should have been there..."
Then they're like, "Oh dude, where is that? Crazy. That's like 4-5 feet..."
And then I'm like, "I know, bro. It was nasty."
Then the conversation starts to shift and I come off as a cool, surfer dude.
Nah, in all seriousness, I am definitely going to get out there soon. I have a feeling I would be good at surfing. So if any of you bros are reading, keep asking. One of these days I will surprise you.
The waves were killer on Friday at East Carrot Bay (above photo). I snapped the below photos at the tip of Peterborg. We had some first-time-to-the-island Brits with us (notice the white socks with colored stripes) and they were pretty impressed by our narly waves.
Got back in time for work so it was an epic morning. Peace out, dude.
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