We headed out early. This is our super-surf sled. It has no name, only 350,000 miles on it. It’s rusty and ready for the beach.We stopped for breakfast and Desiree was our server. I just had to get a picture. She has an exotic look about her. I wonder~what is her story?Then we drove south to Matanzas Inlet We spent the day, teaching little girls to surf.It was a perfect day for them to learn. I use to always watch folks grab a board and charge to catch their first wave during a hurricane. I hope people aren’t doing that anymore.We all had a blast.Then we had to tear ourselves away from this beach and head back to our own.
Another great day ~
I’m in a holding pattern. Waiting to go to Nicaragua.