Aloha,
I made a pakt with myself that I would never dip into the reserves to bring your daily update but todays images just didn’t cut the cheese and this was just to good to leave unseen.
This is my mate, his name is Mikala. I have no idea how old he is but he’s the son of the mommy who let me use her towel when my camera went for a coffee break in the middle of an important shoot the other day.
How’d you like that for a bunch of superflous words?
I’d just come in from the session of questioning the reason for swimming these waters, buggered from the swim and racked with cramps I tossed my gear in the big beach puddle left by one of the bigger waves to wash the shores. Mikala comes over asking if my camera is working, I tell him to push the button to show him it is and what it does when it works. He must have fired of 30 frames, tight trigger finger the little gremlin had. He strolls over picks up my gear and well it was a perfect photo op.
Who knows, maybe in 10 years time he will be ripping up the north shore.
Today we surfed Rock Piles again, big mistake crappy waves useless photos. We should have gone to Off The Wall.
Live and learn.
I am supporting MOUvember and growing a tash for the month, I will bring you a weekly update on the tickler growth.
Till tomorrow when the MOU has grown a little bit more . . . Mahalo
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