Happy Happy Joy Joy, notes from the Rogue

   Yes, yesterday I managed my first early morning session this year. Six-thirty in the AM is tough! But seriously, few times have conditions been able to beat the relaxation and Zen of a morning surf. Just gotta get my ass outta bed. Especially on the Solstice. And on ISD. And on Father's Day weekend. Trifecta! Surf report called for sloppy conditions, but the wind was next to nil.

"Slick cam" bay meant glassy, early AM rollers. 62nd Street
 bridge (above). Castles break (below) good enough for an
 early morning seafood breakfast.  6/20/2015

 While the waves were only about knee to thigh, they were glassy. Clean rights all morning. Smell of the ocean. Taste of the salty brine. Out 'bout 8-ish. Off to work. Then lunch with my son. Stoked day.

Hard to beat grilled anything. Corn 'n Old Bay...
 'Shore style.

   Sunday; my daughter, her boyfriend, and beautiful granddaughter brought over and grilled dinner. Steak and shrimp on the barbie, grilled cabbage and corn on the cob, salad. Wow! Everyone stuffed. Spent the evening with my daughter's incredible family. More stoke.

   









   Beer? Absolutely. The latest in canned offerings from Burley Oak. Sorry Chicky, a dry-hopped Sour that combines the tartness of a sour with hop aromas. Low IBUs at 4 and a 4.4% ABV makes this one refreshing and very "more than one" drinkable. Very post-surf, post-gym, post-mow, post BBQ type. Really developing a taste for these "lacto" brews. I keep coming back. Pale, straw-colored pour with a thin head that quickly dissipates. Light lacing with hints of sour lemon in both aroma and taste. Kinda in between on the rating: B-ish.

"Why limit 'Happy' to an hour?"

-W.C. Fields

Happy Father's Day!
The memories never fade: with Daughter and Son
behind Assateague on the Sinepuxent.