(Still away, surfing and fishing and navel gazing…I did take a snapshot of my navel for my previous post but decided against posting it for fear that readers will wake up at 2 in the morning and whisper, “the horror, the horror.”)
In recent online researches for some fiction your blog correspondent is writing, I delved into the archives of BOYS’ LIFE, the official publication of the Boy Scouts of America, from the 1960s era. I came across this ad from a June 1965 isse. Cowabunga, surf’s not exactly up! And probably never ever will be, at least not at this beach.