Sunday Cottons, Carlsbad;

Super adrenaline to wake up at 8 am and order mimosas for those bitches in the “after party” room at the reunion.

Granted, I, still drunk, driving away and heading for Trestles. As of this week, that lot at the Carl's Jr. costs $15.00!

There I surfed Cotton’s Point (the only place I’ve ever surfed there) for about two hours. I even rode my skater down there - didn't think about coming back, but good conversation with a local.

Cotton’s is awesome I think (someday I’ll explain why). Toast Part 1.

Cotton’s, by the way, is the picture on the header of the blog.

Driving through Camp Pendleton and waited in the line of traffic behind motor homes that said, “Awesome Adventure” on the back.

Even inside the park there was some waiting…
Once at the site, though, it was cultivated privacy.

I crashed hard on the ground inside a tent and sweated and slept.

I woke up later to hang out and then surf some more in the late afternoon. It got better as it got darker. Toast Part 2.

When I came back up people said I looked thrashed.

That’s good.

That’s what I’m trying to do.