Filed in archive by raphael on November 30, 2005
Afternoon brought a cold drizzle. I knew it was coming from the conversation I had on the phone earlier that morning. B-Rad had informed me of the nasty, freezing mist that had fallen upon his...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 29, 2005
With a quick, junky session under my belt at Surf Beach in Lompoc, my Turkey Mutilation Day started off perfectly! Blueberry-walnut-cinnamon pancakes with some tofu sausage was my morning fare, and...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 27, 2005
It's funny, getting older. Priorities change. Classifying order of importance becomes based on the truisms of standard cultural dictation: the job, house, mortgage, wife, kids, car payments,...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 21, 2005
Way back in the day it was not uncommon for a group of us to charge up to Bolinas Ridge for a sunset salutation. When I moved from the Bay Area to attend college at UCSB I feared that......
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 21, 2005
Walking. Just letting feet take me away, out the door, up the trail, into bliss. Mt. Tamalpais State Park is like one gigantic backyard for the generations who are raised in Marin County. We had...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 19, 2005
Mount Tamalpais is a glorious little mountain. It contains so many trails, so many vistas, so many opportunities for losing yourself in the embrace of the natural world. One of my favorite nooks of...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 15, 2005
Back to the passion that drives me: wave hunting, catching and riding! Finding the right spot and right time to get into this passion can be an unnerving task in southern California. There are more...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 11, 2005
The last native speaker of the Chumash language died in 1965. Were he alive today, what kind of stories could that man have told? What horrifying memories could he recount of the total devastation of...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 10, 2005
I let everyone go past me and sat in silence for a moment. Then I closed my eyes and opened them slowly. Amidst the shaded woodlands of Bay, Laurel, Oak and Sycamore trees, there must have been a...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 07, 2005
A good friend calls the place "Teardrop". I wondered why, but in my head I imagined a place with beautiful little waterfalls dripping like tears from the rocks. On a quintessentially...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 02, 2005
Well I guess the Santa Cruz west side posse can't continue to dub the Coldwater Classic in Santa Cruz the "Flat Water" Classic. This annual professional surfing contest is held in...
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Filed in archive by raphael on November 01, 2005
It's Beach. How does a place get a name like that? It's Beach has so many memories for me. Anyone who attended the fine University Of California at Santa Cruz and is proud enough to call...
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