Checking out Bolsa Chica Beach. The waves were small, but occasionally

Massimo, after 2 hours of sleep, is already out and riding waves while we're
still getting dressed on the beach.

A crashing wave. I think Paul was in there somewhere.

Paul starting to stand up.

The waves didn't always break where Massimo wanted.

Gabe gets a nice one.

That one's not big enough for us anyway.

Massimo with a nice ride.

Paul showing his dramatic flare.

Looking up at Massimo riding a 15 foot monster wave.

And then it was back to the small stuff.

Looking back at Gabe (and my back leg) as I ride toward shore.

Eventually we drifted so far down the beach that the waves weren't even
breaking anymore. "One more wave" turned into about half an hour.

Look, a wave!

Looking to shore and the long walk back.

A short clip of a wave approaching Gabe.
(AVI, MPEG movie)

I don't know what happened here.
(AVI, MPEG movie)

A movie of me paddling, catching a wave, standing up, looking over at Gabe,
and falling down. The first part is sideways because the camera was hanging
by the rubberband as I held it in my teeth.
(AVI, MPEG movie)

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