Bolinas
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Patch
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9:00 am to 10:00 am
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No waves, sets to 1’ to 2’
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Low upcoming tide
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No wind to slight onshore breeze
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Beautiful summer like day
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Exercise session
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F
L A T !!
That
was the story today… no waves, none, zero, zip, nada. After a long wait of ten
or more minutes, a series of two to three-foot bumps would appear, and we would
get excited, paddle furiously and miss them. Only Mary on her 10’ 6” Mystic
board and Walt on his stand-up could catch them. Our optimism about the in-coming
tide would give a push to the waves didn’t materialize -- another surf fantasy
that proved untrue.
That’s
Mark the archaeologist in the above photo standing on the outside rock to amuse
himself and entertain the rest of us between sets. Jaime the starving artist
cartoonist wearing his Mountain Dew baseball cap sits in background encouraging
Mark to jump. Mary took the picture with her waterproof camera that was
tethered to her wetsuit. Five of us endlessly sat out there anxiously waiting
for a real wave – Mary, Jaime, Mark, Julie the Bolinas local who works in Mill
Valley, Walt the photographer and myself.
“Here’s
the only thing I ever bought at Walmart.” Jaime had just suited up to go out
and put on his last piece of surf gear – a baseball cap (old, faded and
weathered) on his bald head. The cap had a Mountain Dew logo on it. He named
some unknown small town in New Mexico where the only thing in town was a
Walmart, and that was where he bought it. He hasn’t been in a Walmart since.
“Mountain
Dew!” I exclaimed. “Do they still make that stuff?”
“Yes
they do.”
“That
reminds me of a song I learned as a kid at a YMCA summer camp called Mountain Dew. That was years before the
soft drink came out.” I proceeded to sing a verse –
Now
they call it that good old Mountain Dew
Them
that refuse it are few.
I’ll
hush up my mug
If
you fill up my jug
With
that good old Mountain Dew.
“Wow,
so when does the CD come out,” Jaime added.
Well
that did it. For the rest of the morning I couldn’t get that song out of my
head. As I was sitting way out at the outside rock, just bobbing up and down
due to the flat conditions, my mind was constantly repeating: “that good old
Mountain Dew.”
Here’s
a story of the Bolinas surf community in action. After our session, Walt
announced to us that he had lost his wedding band. That’s one of those few
things in life you should never lose, like car keys, wallets and passports.
Mark, Mary and I helped him look for it, but to no avail. Mary suggested that Walt
leave a note posted on the fence, which he did. He also talked to the guys at
2-Mile and sent out a broadcast email to the Bolinas regulars. The two days
later he followed up with a good news email that Douglas, having seen his note
posted on the fence, had recovered his ring and gave Walt a call. Walt was so
relieved he immediately drove from his house in Sausalito to Bolinas to
retrieve it.
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