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"There's nothing in the sea this fish would fear. Other fish run from bigger

things. That's their instinct. But, this fish doesn't run from anything. He
doesn't fear."  -Peter Benchley, Jaws

   Shark week. Shark watch. The ominous grey suit. When you're out by yourself, it's one of those thoughts that pop into your head if all around is quiet except for the water slappin' round you or waves crackin' on the beach. The flash of dorsal you may have seen in your periph. When it's rougher, and your fighting to hold position in the lineup, the fatigue can make it worse. Fortunately, that ain't been the case as of late. Small surf. Sometimes chop. Sometimes a little cleaner. Recently a little murkier with all of the sand churned from the shorebreak. Still, relatively close to shore. So I should have been safe. No searching for that grey suite. Right?

No fins behind, only looming hard sand in front. Face-plant anyone? 65th Street, south of Holidays. 7/29/2019.

   Change the perspective. I will dream of calm, blue waters with smooth breakin', clean, chest-high rollers. Wait a minute. Thinkin' of the brew I just had. Burley Oak's Blue J.R.E.A.M.-Sicle. Big aromas of juiced blueberry and vanilla. Tart, savory, blueberry creamsicle taste with a very smooth (only 6 IBUs), juicy carbonated finish. Poured a radiant, opaque purple, with a finger-plus billowed head. 4.8% alcohol makes this a sweet (literally) summer beer. Rated an A.

 Close my eyes. Relax. Vision in my head about the next session. Clean A-Frames, both right and left. The diamond sparkle of the sun glinting off the sea behind me. No worries. RaR (Realerevival) Brewing helped with Grapefruit Nectar IPA. ABV of 7.4% outta a 16 ounce can meant the relaxation would come fast if I didn't pay attention. Poured a very hazy burnt orange with a single finger, fizzy white head. Strong smell of grapefruit right off the bat. Must be the nectar. Tasted of heavy citrus. Resinous pine. More grapefruit up front. Must be the nectar. Some sweet malt in the refreshingly bitter (maybe 60-plus IBU), finish. Another A rating.