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I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
A friend was touring Southeast Asia this summer and posted the most amazing pictures of his travels....
We live in a throw-away world, one we are leaving for our children and grandchildren to inherit. The...