This morning, after suffering through two weeks of heavy winds that turned otherwise perfect 9 foot waves into choppy schwag, the air was still, the ocean was perfectly glassy and the 5.5 feet waves were peeling just right. It was bliss.
There are dogs that surf and dogs that like to watch the surf. There are dogs that only bark when their best friends go surfing. There are dogs that swim out to sea, only to turn back when the waves come crashing in.
There was a big turnout last Saturday at a break in Chilca for a bodyboard competition billed as part of one global circuit or another.
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Peru’s coastline, from the border with Chile in the south to the frontier with Ecuador in the north, is sandy desert, dry as a bone. So dry that there’s no running water and most people store water in buckets or drink Inca Kola, the shiny yellow soda, to quench their thirst.
Inka Waves
Norcal. Brazil. Peru. Skateboards. Dogs. Food. Writing. The Kung Fu Monkeys. Capoeira. People Under the Stairs, upstarts and underdogs.
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i admit it. i am bowing to pressure after being called scarface and having a faithful reader 
