March 21st. 2016

Pacler Point. It dwells in my mind somewhere between an illusion and a dream. Its one of those places that you daydream about in Junior High school while drawing pictures of it on your book covers. Its that perfect wave that you always head to the beach to find. Its very elusive and plays games with your mind, just enough to keep you always searching. Its the wave that you always hope to pull up to at your local beach, no matter where you live. It keeps you teetering between passion and addiction. Waves are like that. No two alike, they change from minute to minute, tide to tide, and day to day. One day you can find perfection, and then next day total junk at the same spot. I guess, thats what keep me going, that search, that dream, the thrill of pulling up around the corner and seeing the ocean for a first time that day. The ionized salt air is know to give humans a "high." All natural, all good and wonderful to receive. This day I rounded up a crew of the Knowles Bros; Jason and Eric, Walt Cerny and our guide for this trip; Dave Zeimer. We also ran into Bobby Morris, Vinny Leonelli and Jeff Chambeline who all were just having a blast riding these little runners down the Point. So enjoy the photos and always remember my motto: "Stay Stoked, and Stay Forever Young." Da Lieb