Early wake up twice
Perfect crumblers for the kook
Birth of blind running
Early wake up twice
Perfect crumblers for the kook
Birth of blind running
Mythical beach town
Pincay stomping grounds for years
Hotels amidst blah
Sand just down the street
Chasing the oncoming tide
Soft white spectacle
Loose fitting swim trunks
Barefoot under heavy clouds
Soul wandering passage
Faded dreams of Home
Discovered twenty years late
Gringo paradise
Little bags of blue
Snack crackle pop under feet
Plague the Pacific
Waiting for lunchtime
Strolling alone, kicking shells
Smoked pineapple juice
MIL’s final noche
Waiting for the cazuela
Muscle beach surf shop
Jellyfish invade
Beachside bamboo cazuela
Race the fever home
Fight the departure
Roadside barf along the way
Shrimp on the barbee
Wave running recon
Onshore breeze and hard-packed sand
One more bay each week
Impulsive detour
Locals only beachfront strip
Stay for the grilled clams
Tiny jellyfish
Hunting for fossilized rock
Waves around the point
Crowds, crowds everywhere
Thumping base trumps glassy rights
Wild pee-filled weekend
Perched above the din
A sunset poolside pizza
Mango memories
Blue closeout crackers
Pulse and pull with rolling swells
Watch out undertow
Calm, west facing bays
Belie peeling lefts of dreams
Patient waiting waits
Wide swath of hard sand
Two gringos making the most
Father, son, as one
Descend to the beach
20 years ago at home
Anticipation
Hot stroll to the beach
Murky, salty green bathtub
Before the tantrums