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

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

The waves didn't always break where Massimo wanted.

That one's not big enough for us anyway.

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.

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)
