finally some waves again

I think I was going a little stir crazy this week. I stayed upstairs from Monday when I returned from the airport until Friday night, except to get a coffee or a couple quick surfs. I've been in hiding trying to get caught up on work, having meetings, organizing thoughts, making phone calls. I got a lot done, I'm still getting a lot done. Finally the surf picked up on Friday, in the afternoon on Friday it was pretty fun even though its been a super high tide. yesterday morning I took Lyle (as in Monday nights live music with Lyle, he's my neighbor, he and Stacy live up on the hill with their kids and we hang a bit) out on the boat to that offshore reef for a surf. We got some pretty good waves, I saw Chilo on a wave that had a ten foot face, and I know that I had the biggest wave of the day yesterday, I'm not really sure how big it was, but it was good size. I was going to go on the surf tour, but when I changed the surf tour destination to "off-shore reef" I guess the three guests didn't want to go surf big waves, plus its been plenty of size in front of WRSC and fun. I surfed Casitas this morning with Flash. I've also been catching up on my fooseball skills, which is dope because a few days ago I was still rusty and lost a few games (could have been the drink) but today I schooled Rodolfo, Rafa and Jairo, over and over again. I sweat through my clean shirt after a shower, guess its so humid as its finally started raining. I'm stoked, stoked because the surf camp has seven open rooms, which means its slow in town because normally we're booked. The rains have been super light, but welcomed as they've cleaned up the surf a lot. I can't surf tomorrow as I'm leaving at 430am and driving to San Jose. I'm bringing Leo with me, so he can drive while I chill the f$%k out and read my Mens Journal and Maxim that my dad just brought me. Last Thursday Zephyr Eco made it's first money as a new company, so it was a day to celebrate. I rented the backhoe for 10 hours for $300. woo hoo. Its awesome :-) Now Chris Hickman and I are on the same page with things, tomorrow is the first official day of construction of the rancho, an open-air bar and restaurant on the top of the mountain. I'm waiting for Chris to send down the canopy tour consultant guy who is going to ensure that we don't build a zip line that kills anyone, simply one that makes you think you could die. I figure its kindof like an opportunity for me to do what I tried to do as a kid. I remember going to the True Value Hardware and buying a pulley and rope, then in the park of Portofino where I grew up in SD I tied one end to a tree and the other end to a lower tree, and a line of kids showed up from out of nowhere wanting to play with it. I just remembered that memory, and now I'm laughing because I've found a way to build a grownup version of it. The more and more I talk to people here at the camp, the more they are bummed on the canopy tour offered locally, the more I know that they are going to be really stoked on the zip line - waterfall tour that Zephyr is starting. For me I'm going to be stoked as it will hopefully give me the cash to pursue my sustainable development dreams up there. The restaurant is being built entirely with earthbags and powered by solar, all the wood is reforested teak and the roof is a giant, steep palm palapa. I am really going to enjoy working in the country on this project. I like construction if it isn't stressful or if I'm not running out of money, which is common when you're building. My dad is here, downstairs somewhere. Today is Mother's Day, and although I forgot to send flowers I remembered to call both my wife and my mom, and I'm planning on getting back to SD this next Saturday as I need a break from paradise and my family misses me and I miss them. Tico Hendrix is about to start, that dude is a lunatic. Seriously he is. I wear earphones and he resonates through them. If he could only understand personal space I'd like him a lot more. Still, I keep him playing at the bar because I appreciate how much of a lunatic he is.