I really hate moving. The process is going slow and steady and I will have all my bigger stuff in Santa Cruz by Sunday. I painted my room yesterday. One of the walls was a deep mustardy yellow, and that is just not allowed. I painted the wall white to match the others and to go with all my stuff. I did manage a few pics yesterday, but some didn't turn out. Here's a good one of the view from the family room:
I'll take more on Friday...the creek, the garden, the kitty. After I painted yesterday, I headed into town to check out the surf. It was pulsing, but it was very high tide. Meg and I decided to paddle out anyway, since it was freakishly hot in Santa Cruz. It was fun, but VERY bumpy....we called it "The Wild Buckin' Bronco Rodeo", cuz that's what it felt like.
We went surfing again this morning and I had a few really good rides. It was small scale, but very fun. Towards the end of my session, someone collided into my board, tearing about a 3" gouge into the side:
This is not a light ding! I have to get this repaired professionally. What a bummer for the Princess Cruiser! At least it was the board and not me that took the beating. Good thing I have another board to surf on while this one is in the shop. Oh well... the liabilities of surfing.