"In the middle of the road,
Is my private cul de sac.
I can't get from the cab to the curb,
Without some little jerk on my back."
(and watt can I Pretenders say, I heard it on the John Boy and Billy way and it stuck inn my head the hole rural tubular middle of the road day)
Maybe it was a sign of the Chrissie Hynde election day 2008 surf blues times, but I decided for the 1st time inn the short Canon's Rebel XTi life and times to shoot every inn the thing inn black n' white monochrome mode. Figured it was gray out any inn the way, so why not add more old school scholar color.
As particular and inn the all and meanways...the meteorological/oceanographical particular lunges come next. At 1st crack of voting booth lite, Pan buoy was reading a steady 9 feet every 11 seconds as-she-goes. Air and water temps were both inn the lower 60s with an occasional drizzle when it wasn't spotting there. Winds for the most 15-25 mph part were NE and slightly-more offshore than side. Wore my oh-why-not full. Size inn the any inn the way sweeping way down line was 4 to 6 easy feet.
While waiting for the 8 a.m. gate to open at Fort Bacon and Eggs Land to take pics then surf...I cruised down to the Sheraton Pier to take some way high up condo photo views of the inncoming lines. We'll just start from here to then there then.
Gate's open. Down to Fort Bacon and Eggs for some breakfast.
1-2 sequence.
Fort Bacon and Eggs hooting gallery.
Sign of the election day times.
I thought his fins were kinda cool. Asked him about them. He told me they don't make them FCS like that 165 dollars anymore.
Cool fins-man on the outgoing-inncoming headed 1 impact out...then 1 ride inn.
Who says it can't be just all black and white?
"In the middle of the road, is trying to find me...I'm standing in the middle of life with my pains behind me."
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