Mike’s about as capable a waterman as you can get. Surf?
Kills it.
Fish? Slays ‘em.
Sea kayaking? Yup.
Abalone diving? Si.
Urchin
plucking? Enough already.
Lately he’s been ripping up the East Side on his 8’something
Broadsword:
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Pinot Noir bottom wrap by the boys at Almar Surf Works |
Like Mike’s time in the water, his sword is all about options: 2+1, single,
thruster. Whatever.
The go to lately, though, has been the quad.
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Options provided by the good folks at Lokbox and Rainbow |
In addition to the secrets of the salty deep, Mike
inadvertently tipped me off to a secret parking stash somewhere in Santa Cruz.
You see, he looks like a man who has a system. Who knows things.
So I followed him.
Sure enough: parking stash.
Thanks, amigo. And if you see a certain minivan paralleled
in your usual spot, I swear it’s not mine.
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Beefy cedar stringer. Strong like bull. Still, you don’t want to wax the windshield. That would piss
me the owner off. |