Gromswarm II: the Quickening
I found the only makeable bar, paid a lot of money for parking, put my wetsuit on, and walked out past a flock of milfs eyeying me up like a leg of lamb. "This is a bad sign," I thought. I couldn't see out into the lineup because of the glare, but when I got out there were groms everywhere paddling over each other like a 4-sided waterpolo game. More groms kept coming and coming to the point it was hard to move. A manbunned guy in his late 40s started cursing at the sky. The beginner 50 something guy on the log wrinkled his face like a raisin. I got some good waves under the circumstances. The only upside is that the groms discourage the WaveStormers and tend to get out of the way because they are smaller.
I found the only makeable bar, paid a lot of money for parking, put my wetsuit on, and walked out past a flock of milfs eyeying me up like a leg of lamb. "This is a bad sign," I thought. I couldn't see out into the lineup because of the glare, but when I got out there were groms everywhere paddling over each other like a 4-sided waterpolo game. More groms kept coming and coming to the point it was hard to move. A manbunned guy in his late 40s started cursing at the sky. The beginner 50 something guy on the log wrinkled his face like a raisin. I got some good waves under the circumstances. The only upside is that the groms discourage the WaveStormers and tend to get out of the way because they are smaller.