While Tony took off to Costa Rica for a week, I had to settle with a quickie flight to North County for 48 hours. Fried turkeys in the Valley. Cotton's dawn patrol Spitcast session that worked out just as Jack said it would, even though he didn't have any forecast for that sort of high tide. Then Cardiff Reef and martinis with old one eye at the Ranch. Stopped by to buy a throwback watch from J.P. at Surfy Surfy to boot. Then back on the plane and back to NY.
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