I'm living down under. All wet. Pulling in. Caught inside. Pumping. Long rides. Spit out...
Don't think me dirty, friend, but this is a language of love.
pelagic was meant for words of wisdom and ramblings of this irate bum that enjoys our time-wasting pursuit. time becomes an issue, and excuses as i like to say 'are like an arsehole - everyone has one and they all stink.' so i only can offer this; I've been surfing. Sorry, try back soon. in the meantime here are some images, straight from the camera to you. i am eternally grateful to the ocean, 'cause if i'm not catching waves i'm able to catch dinner. I love you you big blue beautiful you.
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