Monday, August 17, 2009

We're Stoked, Dude

It finally happened.

For some reason, he calls the board "da beess." Maybe he means "the beast." But when we brought it down to the beach in the bag, he was vibrating while urging me to open it up.







Then it was time to hit the waves.





Finally, we brought the beast in together.



Many, many more pictures to come.

1 comment:

Granny said...

two gnarly dudes...