Quote Originally Posted by LBCrew View Post
Kinda off topic, but...

I remember one day surfing, years ago, on a super foggy St. Patrick's Day morning at the Big Cove on Sandy Hook... too foggy to even see the beach from the lineup. I think I was alone, but I couldn't see anyone else even if there was somebody else out. The only thing I could hear, through the thick, wet, cold air, was the sound of bagpipes. Totally surreal... When I got out I followed the sound to find this burly, bearded Irish dude... kilt and all... standing on the rocks, blowing his heart out... just letting it rip into the fog... like he was pining for home.

THAT was cool...
This is too ridiculous to be made up. Did you say anything to him? That sounds pretty unreal, I would have been stoked!