Surfing on a full moon or especially a harvest moon feels so awesome, especially if its thigh to waist high slow peelers to logride on. Try it
Fool moon, midnight, September, hurricane swell, late 90s...fistfull of shrooms in our belly...Jersey turned into North Shore...cept for the dragon in the break. Ride home was fun. The bridge glowing in the dark...repeat the next night...long time ago...no judging
