Blue Hole Monday Surf & Culture Report



Lost Boys & Co...

At 5:30am we were trying to figure out why the sprinklers had gone on on the great south lawn of the Mar y Fuego Estate.  LoLa looked out the window and said, "It's raining!"  "Imposserous!" said the Professor, "It's June 29th and we can have overcast but rain is strictly forbidden under the Treaty of Ghent, article 32, #14."  He reluctantly got up to take a look and had to admit that it was, in fact raining.  But what does one do when it's raining?  One goes surfing (and hopes that he meets two and three and maybe four and five.)  By the time we arrived in Hermosa (THE) Beach there were patches of blue sky (#1) and things rapidly improved, except for maybe the wind got a little more enthusiastic and things bumped up a bit.  The air temperature was 62.8 and the water is 66.7.  Low tide was at 10:49am +1.0' and high tide will be at 5:42pm +5.3, in time for dinner.  We have a SSW swell out of 195º at 3.3' and it was 2' to 4' and before you know it Tarsan was out, Jah Morgan was sliding about, Mr. Christian managed to score one of the worst wipeouts he's experienced in the last 22½ months and the Professor was busy imagining things he could coat with Flex-Seal...

Suzi and Joey have grown some absolutely humongous sunflowers (#2).  The city of Redondo has ordered them to cut them down because of the possibility of giants using them to climb down and wreak havoc on the city.  Apparently the city attorney read this occurred somewhere and is now enforcing the height of some plants and the sale of magic beans.  Actually, we thought that if you planted some of these on the south side of the border wall, which happens to be the sunny side by the way, you could wait a few weeks and then just climb over to the north side.  To make it easier you could throw some of the seeds over the wall and have stalks to climb down on the other side...  wait, there's more...  then you could harvest the seeds and have something to eat on your way to the freeway or you could sell them and buy back the cow that the kid sold for the magic beans...

Also out and about this morning were Jay-Rae, Meg and Chelsea (#3).  Talk about your basic California girls!  When we mentioned that it must be inflation that now there were three girls for every boy, Jay said that if you have two, you get one free...  We will be speaking to Flinch about this arrangement...

It was only a matter of time before the birds realized what was going on.  Of course who would you rather shit on?  A confederate general seems like a great target...  We don't feel too sorry for the pigeons though, there are plenty of BMW's, Lamborghini's and Maserati's...

"When the surf breaks, we'll fix it"
The Professor!!






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