California update

Hello world.  I really hope your life has been more tranquilo than mine has been this past week. I have been running nonstop.  Seriously, I'm just now having a relaxing moment.  Flew from Liberia to San Diego on Tuesday. Spent all day Wednesday packing boxes and my truck for the container ride to Costa Rica. Thursday at 6am I'm having coffee and driving to Huntington. Didn't surf, should have surfed. BRA surf seminar was good, met some interesting people including the owners of ZJ Boarding House in Santa Monica Mikke and Todd.  Met a guy named John from Reef that lives down the street from where I grew up and we know a lot of the same people.  small world. Learned some insight as to what the major brands are doing.  The seminar theme was about how much the recession is hurting the action sports market and what we can do about it. It appears that the green movement is dying, or at least its too expensive when the world is in a recession unfortunately.  I hope this isn't the case.  This makes me want to continue talks with Patagonia and Sector 9.  Makes me happy I live in Costa Rica where the sun is always shining and the water is warm.  I leave BRA and drive to San Clemente, have dinner with Jeff Kearl from Skullcandy and Mark Woolsey, my new brand manager who really supports my vision for WRSC.  Mark has pulled off some great stuff for Quiksilver, DC Shoes, and ESPN.  Remember when Danny Way jumped the Great Wall of China?  that was Mark Woolsey.  We eat jerk chicken and pale ale, and its good.  I then crash at Jeff's house, where my guest room has dual plasma screens and enough cable channels to confuse me, totally tired so I just slept.  I leave Jeff's house the next morning with a truck full of headphones to hand out to the WRSC crew.  Gary Ward, founder of Ocean Minded, offers me a coffee while I change into my wetsuit in his front lawn.  The guy lives in the private development overlooking Trestles and is a friend of Jeff's.

Jeff and I walk out to overhead bombers coming in at Cotton's.  It took me 3 waves to remember how to surf this board, with this wetsuit, at this crowded Trestles wave.  Then it was on, and I had a couple quite excellent lefts that I'm still replaying en mi cabeza.  Me gusta Trestles.  Me gusta California.  Then I drove to the last day of the BRA seminars (this was yesterday btw), I was late because I was surfing.  They were handing out skateboards, kindof similar to the rip stick but with two wheels on each section instead of just one.  I was the only guy skating during the lunch break, not really sure why because it was fun.  I met a cool guy named Javier from Surf Aid - definitely cool what they are doing over there.  He talked about them coming to Central America next, I told him to look me up.  I left the seminar early and cruised back to north county San Diego and surfed again with Kent at Tamarack Ave.  The waves had size and were punchy, there were a few fun ones.  Kent's wife Kerry made us dinner, I ate more than I was probably supposed to but I was hungry (sorry Kerry).  I had brought some Sierra Nevadas and Blue Moon 22s, we drank them and watched Kent's 500 thousand inch projection screen, where I proceeded to fall asleep on the couch at 830pm.  Today I looked at my email, which scared the shit out of me.  Can I please declare email bankruptcy again?  If you emailed me and I didn't respond you might want to send that out again  :-)  Sorry.  Oh Mr Internet how I love you and hate you at the same time.