some more Panama pics

Being back at the camp has been a total trip. I'm sitting upstairs in the skybox on the new Ikea rug Holly brought back with her. I'm tripping out that Happy can sit up on his own now. When he left he couldn't do that, and Otis couldn't say his ABCs or count to ten in english or spanish. Whoa. Time is flying by quicker and quicker. It has been nice to hang out with my wife and get to know her again. It seems like we're always missing each other, and now we have absolutely no plans to be gone for such long periods of time. I went surfing today and got dropped in on by some tico kid I'd never seen before. I made a point to ask him if he had heard me say that I had the wave one of the four times I said it. He was just a punk kid, kindof pissed me off and I wanted to pound him, but then what would that solve? My primate background got the best of me for a few minutes but I calmed myself down with a couple sin panzas and reminded myself that there are assholes everywhere in the world, not just here. Maybe I was just mad because I've been used to surfing with nobody else in the water, and then here I am waiting for a half hour for a wave and this dude snakes it. whatever. I got over it. Life could be much worse. I think I'm just missing Panama right now... I got some more pics from Tommy (thanks bro). What a good trip that was (I keep saying that).

Here is the insanely high number of surfboards we brought with us. Joe Cummings brought this heavy board case and basically the racks broke when we were driving back to San Jose. It didn't help that he only surfed one of the three boards during the entire trip, but at least he had them there in case he did. I have learned to limit the number of boards I allow on surf tours, as in the end we all ended up sharing surfboards anyways.

Here's a pic of John Alexander, who held the record for 16 bounces on the pogo stick. When you are the only four surfers in the entire town, there is no tv, plenty of Atlas beers, and one pogo stick, things can get a little out of hand.

Here I am, rocking the one hand one leg pogo move. Pretty dope

In the middle of nowhere, cruising down the road, and here's a waterfall firing off in the distance. I saw so many waterfalls on this trip I'm kindof over seeing them, which is a horrible attitude.

If you're driving down the road in the southern zone of Costa Rica, and you see someone on the side of the road selling these red hairy fruity things (they're called momones), you should buy them. They cost 1000 colones for a hug sack of them and they're great for road trips, like giant grapes with pits. Super tasty.

Another sunset photo of epic waves. Super long rippable waves that I used to sketch on my high school book covers.