Above and below, two of the pieces of artwork to be found at this website, Joemotion.
And surf art in another form, an ode from Larry, one of four to be found on the Harbour Surf Talk Message Boards.
San Onofre
When you start there
Those waves stay with you
All your days
You'll never be as afraid
As you should be
Of something about to break
As sometimes at Sano
It doesn't break
Not outside and not
A hundred yards more
Toward the shore.
Waves elsewhere break
Hard upon the sand
Or the rocks or scrape you
Along the coral
The length of the reef.
A San Onofre wave
Turns a kid into
An optimist
Take one ten feet tall
It'll never roar or send you
Onto the round smooth
Rocks on the seabed
From Dogpatch to The Point.
At Old Man's you can ride
Those combers all day
They'll never kill you
It's just that at low tide
You'll have to walk atop
Those rocks, the most pain
You'll ever have at San Onofre
Named after a saint
Who lived sixty years in the desert
Whose miracles remain mysterious
As the way you move on a wave.
And finally, a very cool, short video of the Harbour experience, by Mark Moore.
I hope all is well and nobody is sick from surfing in run-off the last couple of weeks, the Holidays are here faster than ever it seems; I'm ready to catch a few in between my son's soccer season and my daughter's softball season.
I hope to see you on the waves.
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