The first tour of the season arrived on the New Moon to an 8-foot swell, lasting a couple of days. The second boat load arrived to 3-foot surf, bearly breaking past Kongs. Some of the new guys paddled out to the very end of the point. On dusk, we listened to weird sounds in the jungle, no doubt signaling what was to become a long night of monsoonal rain, which saturated everyone and everything in the camp. The swell increased overnight and by noon, we were surfing ten foot Launching Pad funneling through Speedies like the wanton love canal of Gaia ovulating.
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| - The first tour of the season arrived on the New Moon to an 8-foot swell, lasting a couple of days. The second boat load arrived to 3-foot surf, bearly breaking past Kongs. Some of the new guys paddled out to the very end of the point. On dusk, we listened to weird sounds in the jungle, no doubt signaling what was to become a long night of monsoonal rain, which saturated everyone and everything in the camp. The swell increased overnight and by noon, we were surfing ten foot Launching Pad funneling through Speedies like the wanton love canal of Gaia ovulating.
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| - The first tour of the season arrived on the New Moon to an 8-foot swell, lasting a couple of days. The second boat load arrived to 3-foot surf, bearly breaking past Kongs. Some of the new guys paddled out to the very end of the point. On dusk, we listened to weird sounds in the jungle, no doubt signaling what was to become a long night of monsoonal rain, which saturated everyone and everything in the camp. The swell increased overnight and by noon, we were surfing ten foot Launching Pad funneling through Speedies like the wanton love canal of Gaia ovulating.
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