Combine a newborn, scorching hot weather and a pinch of laziness and you get a really stagnant blog. Yow!
After last week's beach adventure, I finally have something to write about. We typically spend a week on the Isle of Palms every year to pretend that we still live in Charleston. Normally its much earlier in the summer (and oppressively hot) but we opted for the end of September this year. WIN!!! The temperature was in the mid 80s, the water was warm and the beaches were empty. Paradise.
Tropical Storm Ophelia was hanging out in the middle of the Atlantic when we got there so there was actually moderately clean and rideable surf for the first half of the week.
My board... surfing is simplicity
This wave was easily 4x larger than this just before Jenny took the photo
I took the long boat as well... plans included a paddle up to Caper's Island but that never materialized.
More 8ft monster waves... don't try this at home, kids
Throw in some Aussie rules frisbee and you're doing it right
We found this blue crab in a tidal pool... Kate was certain that it was going to eat us
All in all, it was a good week but nothing beats a sweet bike & singletrack
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