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From: Lewis Samuels

Makoto caught us on skype mid-froth yesterday after a couple days of stand-up irish kegs.
He told us "No one believes your claims. Unless you have photos it doesn't count."

Unfortunately, we'd lost all our best shots to a corrupted memory card.  But as you know, Shayne Ferber does not give up easily.  (Just ask the Irish lad who witnessed Ferber sideslip over the foamball through a pigdog death-shelf barrell... The irishman paddled back out and commented to me, "Crikey! Your midget just scored an incredible tuberide!")  Shayne recovered our data too after downloading contraband German recovery software at the local pub.  Here are a few more shots for Makoto.

                 

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Avery, Ryan, Why aren't we there?

                   

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yes, I'm making the most of the music scene here in the city, and i did surf fun and peaky lincoln with craig the other night, but its still bitter sweet when your friends send you pics of deserted point breaks from half way around the world.
Shayne and lewis are out there and I'm here. next time. for sure.

I love how, even in a land of rights, lewis manages to find a left, and then convince shayne to surf it.

             

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Its almost surf trip status at the house down here. Living with your friends is always an illuminating experience. I'm on the floor, lewis is on the couch, and Shayne is sleeping on the porch on the blow-up bed.
Avery is the elder elder, exhibiting overly mature behavior in the face of Shayne and lewis' childish/crotchety berating of each other. I'm cooking and gardening, my standard retreat from life's complexities.
It wouldn't be complete if lewis and Shayne weren't arguing about surfing no-existent waves. "if we want to go surf we should have already gone by now."
been cooking in, its coffee and french toast this morning. I have been in town for three days and all I've seen is Thalia street and trestles. And I'm happy about it.

         

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more pics from last last weekend.
while enzo, bowen, and I played on the slopes the rest of the gang lounged at the cabin enjoying the sun, and entertaining themselves with the antics of adrian.

         

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smile, the paparazzi are everywhere.
 
more pics from yesterday. once we returned from skiing it was straight to the internet. we are all so connected.
 
B and T were already back from their snow shoeing/rock scaling experience and were preparing dinner, good smells filled the air. flank and serrano appetizers set the stage for the 6 inch thick lasagna, truly a wonder of the modern world.
 
we celebrated my 40th b-day. complete with angel food cake and rocky road.
 
after celebratory dunk in the snow the kids were put to bed.
 
Drank all night waiting on news from kitty and vasco.

                                             

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pics by kristol,

went to homewood to ski with sander and karen.

love the shot of enzo in the snow, showing of his newly found powder prowess.

                     

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I'm a little too exhausted to blog, shayne and crystal are cooking, the rest of us are hanging out having a little snack before dinner and talking about Lewis' ability level.

but for all his hedging, lewis was at the top of roundhouse when the lift stopped.

homewood tomorrow.

                                           

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Ange is in fresh from LAX, met Suneil for drinks at the tia margarita.
dropped Ryan off on the corner to do a little recon.
Back at the cabin. played a little, then introduced a third guitar and spent the evening tuning to each other, almost melodical in its atonality.
Shayne and i sit and listen. Avery, if you are reading this you should come over.

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