Never on Monday Surf & Culture Report
Lost Boys & Co...
Saturday morning found us cruising the Strand and dipping in and out of the pavement. On this jog we came by the rigging dock to see if Captain Ron was getting ready for his 10 year, around the world, solo-sail. It turns out that he was there with his buddy Hawkins and they were just getting ready to shove off within the hour. Hawkins will be on the first leg to San Diego where Ron is getting a new suit of sails, but after that, it's the sun, the stars and Captain Ron. Bon Voyage Captain and we hope to see you in 2020!
Brilliant morning, this! Clear skies and unlimited visibility all the way to the smog out on the horizontal. Winds are calm and it's a glassy day. The air temperature at checkout was an unbelievable 75.9° and the water was an all too believable 64.6°. High tide was at 11:22am +5.5' and low tide will be at 6:39pm +0.8'. The swell is beginning to push in and the buoy was reading a 3.3' SW swell out of 228°. We hit Topaz thinking that it might just start working, but it wasn't quite on, yet. You can be sure everyone will be checking it tomorrow!
Saturday morning at the checkout the guys were once again set-upon by the wacky lady from across the street. But this time, she was off-the-Richter. She told us that Mike Purpus had gone down south to surf with her brother on Monday and that they were in a car accident Tuesday morning and that Purpus was killed. She even had a cardboard sign that said, R.I.P. Mike Purpose (sic). So then she started yelling some more about how we didn't care about Mike etc. Then Cory turned to the Professor and said, "Hey, didn't we surf with Purpus on Wednesday?" And then they thought about it and thought, "Wait a minute, didn't we also surf with him on THURSDAY!" She said it was impossible, he was dead! They took him to the hospital in San Clemente from San Onofre and he died there. She had all these details. So the bottom line was that everyone was bummed, not to mention the guys who thought they had been surfing with a ghost. Still, there was some general disbelief about the whole incident, since 1. She's crazy. 2. We hadn't heard about it anywhere else and that kind of news would have rocketed up and down the coast over night. 3. We don't really believe in ghosts, too much. So on Sunday morning, she comes across the street and says, "You'll never guess who I ran into in the store - MIKE PURPUS! He's not dead after all! He thought it was funny." But the Professor didn't think it was funny. He began to hold forth on how it was a little crazy-mean-weird to say someone had died and that she ought to shut up about the whole thing and she spelled his name wrong and take a pill. Do you know how much it helps to provoke a crazy person like that? (We mean the woman, not the Professor - in this specific case.) It wasn't pretty. The Professor later allowed he should have just kept his mouth shut. Damn, he's a slow learner!...
"When the surf breaks, we'll fix it..."
The Professor!!
Saturday morning found us cruising the Strand and dipping in and out of the pavement. On this jog we came by the rigging dock to see if Captain Ron was getting ready for his 10 year, around the world, solo-sail. It turns out that he was there with his buddy Hawkins and they were just getting ready to shove off within the hour. Hawkins will be on the first leg to San Diego where Ron is getting a new suit of sails, but after that, it's the sun, the stars and Captain Ron. Bon Voyage Captain and we hope to see you in 2020!
Brilliant morning, this! Clear skies and unlimited visibility all the way to the smog out on the horizontal. Winds are calm and it's a glassy day. The air temperature at checkout was an unbelievable 75.9° and the water was an all too believable 64.6°. High tide was at 11:22am +5.5' and low tide will be at 6:39pm +0.8'. The swell is beginning to push in and the buoy was reading a 3.3' SW swell out of 228°. We hit Topaz thinking that it might just start working, but it wasn't quite on, yet. You can be sure everyone will be checking it tomorrow!
Saturday morning at the checkout the guys were once again set-upon by the wacky lady from across the street. But this time, she was off-the-Richter. She told us that Mike Purpus had gone down south to surf with her brother on Monday and that they were in a car accident Tuesday morning and that Purpus was killed. She even had a cardboard sign that said, R.I.P. Mike Purpose (sic). So then she started yelling some more about how we didn't care about Mike etc. Then Cory turned to the Professor and said, "Hey, didn't we surf with Purpus on Wednesday?" And then they thought about it and thought, "Wait a minute, didn't we also surf with him on THURSDAY!" She said it was impossible, he was dead! They took him to the hospital in San Clemente from San Onofre and he died there. She had all these details. So the bottom line was that everyone was bummed, not to mention the guys who thought they had been surfing with a ghost. Still, there was some general disbelief about the whole incident, since 1. She's crazy. 2. We hadn't heard about it anywhere else and that kind of news would have rocketed up and down the coast over night. 3. We don't really believe in ghosts, too much. So on Sunday morning, she comes across the street and says, "You'll never guess who I ran into in the store - MIKE PURPUS! He's not dead after all! He thought it was funny." But the Professor didn't think it was funny. He began to hold forth on how it was a little crazy-mean-weird to say someone had died and that she ought to shut up about the whole thing and she spelled his name wrong and take a pill. Do you know how much it helps to provoke a crazy person like that? (We mean the woman, not the Professor - in this specific case.) It wasn't pretty. The Professor later allowed he should have just kept his mouth shut. Damn, he's a slow learner!...
"When the surf breaks, we'll fix it..."
The Professor!!
