Wavey Sunset

 Washing back to shore with the last of a strong evening breeze, muscles aching from way too much time hanging on to the control bar of my kite. The scorching heat of the day has dissipated and now the splash of the water chills the skin. As I look to the West the last rays of the setting sun sparkle thru the tops of the waves lapping onto the shore. A calm slides over me an I feel true contentment. No matter what happens during the day, an evening like this brings out the true beauty in life.

Stormy Beach Day

   A strong cold front blew into the very southern tip of Texas on New Years Day with winds in the 40 knot range and gray skies. The tops of the waves rolling into the beach in South Padre Island were just peeled off and blown back to sea. I worried about the new year for 2021 after watching this introduction.

Endless Waves

   Amazingly, the water is still running high on the Trinity River after a week and the daily surf sessions continue. I had company today with Tom Pennington and a few other kiteboarding friends making an appearance for a great morning of endless waves.

Waves of Summer

It has been way too long since I have been surfing. The strain in the arms as you give that final pull. You feel a push under you that seems so primordial and suddenly you are up and racing down the line trying to get to the lip before it completely dumps and cuts you off, but not too fast. You want to get a little cover up, that view from down the rabbit hole with the whole world exposed.

Every where I look I see those waves. Bends in the concrete of a storm culvert, a roll in a piece of paper. We duplicate them everywhere. Yesterday I saw the foot high stern wake of a passing boat create these perfect rollers along the beach at Lake Grapevine. Perfect curves, long lines, and all less than a foot high but plenty big for mind surfing. If only I was the size of chihuahua I could have a blast.