Swell died down a touch on Monday so we hit up Transito where Steve from Indiana caught such a long left we thought we’d have to pick him up in El Salvador. On the way back we got a flat tire, no formula one records were broken but we replaced it in time for lunch.
The Great Danes are leaving today so last night we took them out for a Lobster dinner. Muchas Cervezas and Rum consumed and stories of memorable surf sessions exchanged. They will be missed, Farvel!