Its Just like any other lame as day, at any old beach.
A group of super buff crew are "starting the day out with a bang" with a morning workout of champions.
Another group of crew have followed on thru from the nite before and are now soaking up the full morning glory, going for gold with a morning workout of champions also.
A lone crab scours the beach intent on its morning feed, while a lone fisherman bags out on fish to the roar of a capacity crowd of his own support crew.
the crab dodges and weaves the advances of a pack of stone throwing frothmonster grommets. and when all is said and done and the tide had turned
The crab becomes the breakfast to a kookaburra, but hay the little champion goes down swinging punches all the way to the end
The tide rolls in and the tide rolls out
Summer slop sessions = big boards, big lines, and a bucket load of fun.
