There is a wave, known to most but not to all that exist beyond the San Ysidro Frontera. She's clean, long and playful. Beyond the cactus and the stray dogs, she lies and waits, sometimes crowded, sometimes lonely. But she's there. Here is an introduction to her and her many characters.
Meet The Bearded Bandito. He comes and then he goes.
You know this guy. He just goes.
She is always watched over by these eyes and arms.
Rob's Channels. She likes things that are unique.
The waves were Bandito-able...
And the waves were boat-able.
We ate in her honor.
We ate in her honor.
And then she made was wait, wait and wait....
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