28 February, 2011
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13 February, 2011
Lake Ferry
Yesterday I ventured outside of Wellington for my first jaunt in search of waves. We stumbled upon a little right hand runner breaking in front of a river mouth. Grinding on a feet of water you could hear the shingles rubbing together as it pitched over your head. It was FUCKING sick. Hasty gangs of fishermen lined the foreshore, occasionally wrestling in miniature sharks combined with the weather shifting by the hour, all added to the euphoria. One sick day.
Lake Ferry
Wairarapa
New Zealand
11 February, 2011
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08 February, 2011
07 February, 2011
Iron Shirt
I'm gonna put on an iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth.
Send him to outta space.
Cheers Lee Scratch Perry.
02 February, 2011
VOUCH SURF SHIT
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