Who needs hormone replacement therapy when you’ve got a bunch of stoked surfers around? There’s an infectious energy that saturates your soul when you get slapped by the sheer joy, hear the hoots and receive copious compliment for what you thought was an otherwise mediocre ride. It reminds us of how lucky we are and keeps us fueled for more…it helps us fuel the stoke when it’s absent for whatever reason. Our last group of guys was mostly from Hawaii, or had at least lived on the North Shore at some point in their lives. Their constant head shaking and disbelief at the quality and quantity of the waves made us proud to live here and even more proud to share the waves with them. To say there was no lack of appreciation would be a gross understatement and that appreciated came from all sides, those on vacation and those residing here.
If you’re thinking of coming down, we just got a fresh tank of ohana, we’re lubed up with aloha, and we’ve got extra stoke falling out of our shorts…plenty to share with anybody who needs it. In fact the only negative thing I have to say is too bad some of the shots were backlit… it makes seeing some of those sick waves a little difficult.