This is what happens when a mildly un-hinged former Marine, Ivy Leaguer, and university professor bags it all for a surfboard and a sleeping bag in the back of an ancient pickup truck just to follow the waves.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Up too early
One of the problems with not having a late afternoon/early evening surf session is that I have too much energy in the morning. Yeah, I know, some problem. I'm also hungry. Since it's a little after 3 on the East Coast, there isn't much to do. The bars are closed; the diner is open. However, the last thing I want is a high-carb and calorie diner breakfast before dawn, so it's time for a nice three mile run. All I have to do is dodge the drunks on their way home after closing time.