Cruise-In Beach Slam, from the Rogue's notebook.

Watchin' the incoming. Near head-high shorebreak - Inlet Pier, 5/22/2021.

    Shorebreak. Slammin' hard enough and close enough to shore that you could feel it on the sand. Definitely hear it before ya saw it. Happen to be down on the southside of the boardwalk. Walking up towards the pier, an eerie sight. Couldn't see the shore itself, but the torsos and heads of passers-by. Watched as a near head-high incoming wave towered over a couple of young kids running back and forth on the beach. Time seemed suspended, waiting for the sucking wall of water to consume them although they seemed oblivious to the impending collision. And then, the wave folded over a few feet in front of the crowd, the explosion of whitewater in a foot of depth, framing the entertained kids as they watched the spray spread, fall, dissipate. Yeah, that'd snap a board. No question.

       Weather's on the up. Warmer days. Summer's comin.' The time of year when outta towners...family, tight friends...come to visit. Denise, tight friend. never been to the Pines or the OC. Good excuse to hit up the local dives, and scrutinize the muscle cars tourin' the Shore for the 30th anniversary of Cruisin' OC. Throw in a few brews, and we got us a stoked closeout to the post. 

Harborside...a prime stop for Cruizin'. '71-72 Plymouth Duster.

'68-69 Mach 1 Mustang

Assateague Island IPA, a New

England style IPA. Cape Charles

Brewing. Cloudy, light orange 

pour with a 2-finger plus, dense,

off-white head. 7.2% ABV. 

12 IBUs. Aromas of tropical 

citrus; flavors of grapefruit and

lemon with backside malts. Crisp, 

with a light bitter finish. Rated

a B+/A-.

Dinner with a view.

'75 Ford Bronco

Ballast Point's Aloha Sculpin

Hazy IPA. Very cloudy, deep

amber-orange pour. Fast

dissipating, finger or so head.

Pineapple, citrus, and pine 

aromas. More for the same in the 

taste. Grassy, yet resinous

hops to close on a refreshingly

bitter 70 IBU finish. The marina, the

boats, the cars, the night, the 7%

alcohol. Earned an A rating.

'65/66 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 396

Seacrets entrance...beyond all the 'Rods.

Chevy Bel-Air, '57?

Flying Dog Brewery. Tropical Bitch.

A fruited version of the Raging

Bitch Belgian IPA. Mango, lemon,

zest, and pineapple in the nose.

Orange, mango, and melon in the

taste. Poured an amber-gold. 

Finger plus, white head. Thin

lace. 8% ABV means no driving.

64 IBUs. Rated a B+. Think I prefer

the Rage.

"They say you only go around once, but with a muscle car
you go around two or three times." -Tim Allen
'63 Corvette Convertible.