These rocks never let me down.
Playa Avellanas is my Costa Rica, home break.
Once I found this beach, I’ve never wanted to leave it.
Sometimes, because of crowds, or when life gets hard, I think of escaping to Mexico. Me-hee-co is the speedball of adventure. And one day I might get there again. But, until that happens, daydreams are cost effective.
Fernandina Beach, the town that I’m from, and where I learned to surf, has a dumping beach break. When I got down here at the age of forty, and discovered point breaks and reefs, I was a changed surfer.
The rocks make the wave more predictable.
I rely on my friends. I don’t need surprises.
5 thoughts on “Rocks are My Friends”
You showed me not to be afraid of rocks, thx
they are the best thing happening
So it seems your over small town unpredictable dumpy north end Fernandina Bch
again? “Your ego is not your amigo” Tony Alva.
No-I’ve never surfed fourth street-I love watching there-y’all are awesome there…I just go where I can surf, that’s all…..