At least I think he may have been...hard to tell with that man...regardless, his motive is always the same...
Mr. Macdugal, Dubai simply cannot control himself, whenever he gets around me, and I sometimes think he does it simply to try and agitate me...typical Yankee.
Mr. big sounds a little f'd up to me. If you created a "Herro threade" I apologize, I did not see it. What area of the coast do you surf?
Z, THAT is the understatement of the century, I assure you. The man has been married two times (maybe three, can't recall), and he even slept with his wife's Maid of Honor (while still married to his wife); however, I try to see the good in everyone, and he does have good within him, even if he cannot behave himself... I intentionally did not create one, after learning it was the standard norm for this website. It is simply not my way. I prefer to sprinkle a bit of information here and there, especially when participating upon a predominately male website; I consider it to be wise.
I surfed during nautical twilight twice today. Once during dawn and once at dusk. Damn near complete darkness. I do it often too. Albeit eerie at times I'm still living for now...
This man, is it your dad? If it's your man, you get what you pay for. Okay, so no intro threade, fair. Next question, where do you surf and what do you ride? You can leave it as Northeast, mid Atlantic, Cack a lackis, Florida. Ha ha I'm trusting, so I'll assume they do.
^ I'd rather do AMs but for work it just twerks out better. Can't even count how many night sessions I've had in the last year. I do it so often. Definitely freaky when bait fish are running.
A head mounted flashlight would be helpful for finding waves and fish while wave riding in the dark. You could catch a wave and dinner in one shot. Or catch a wave and be dinner. I remember the last time I surfed into dark. Totally alone. Deserted beach cause of the rain. Building clean swell, dropping tide, waves kept breaking out farther and farther each set, and the sand bar was way way way out there, on Singer Island,near the inlet, and I could smell fish, but the waves were soooo good, finally I just got spooked and rode one in. At a certain point reason took over.
