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- Shelter from the storm
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- Alex, Ian, Dylan, Tim in the witch’s bathtub
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- Scotland beachbreak.
In between rains, winds, weather and rainbows are twilight skies in northern Scotland. Since its so far north there never really is a “high noon.” The sun rises low and slowly slides across the sky and into the dusk. This astrological pattern is responsible for viewing subjects differently, or, in a different light so to speak. Sparkling eyes and smiles reflect different emotions that contagiously affect everyone present. Imagine dusk for an entire day, this is what Thurso, Scotland is like. People are genuinely very friends and are always willing to buy you a whiskey to talk shop. Of course, pressure systems will move in and out in a matter of minutes-so you could see sunshine, wind, rain, hail and topped with a rainbow in the distance in 20 minutes as we did the other day.
This morning was the morning that we waited all week for, the reason why two of us changed our itineraries and stayed longer, the reason why we didn’t get on “the piss” last night-pumping, perfection waves. You would not believe it if you saw a J-Bay-like set up with only 15 guys out. 15 guys and more than half are now our “mates” after only being here for a few days. This translates into empty perfect barrels with just a few friends.
This has been the best trip yet-I know that I say this a lot and its sorta becoming a cliché, but you have to go with it. Its really refreshing being on the road again-not knowing where you’ll be going next or what to expect for the upcoming days. Laying the bricks one step ahead is just about perfect timing just as long as you’re still standing.
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- Shelter from the storm
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- Alex, Ian, Dylan, Tim in the witch’s bathtub
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- Scotland beachbreak.
