These days are the hard ones. Trying to find inspiration in a dark, rainy, onshore, closeout day ain’t easy. It takes me ages to find something interesting in the mundane – and I’m not sure I found anything at all!
I visited the beach three times this morning, in hope of someone catching a wave. The early low tide was killing it. Not rideable and a lone wolf in the middle of Bondi was patiently duck diving set after set. It’s quite big now, like 4-6 foot. With the high tide, there will be more to choose from.
Lots of rain on the radar with devilish East winds. So expect to see more suburban architecture and random bits around the hood.
Adios, ugios
