The Dance Floor Was Full

Bingo out in the water bringing in the bumper while Lucy, Frida, Oscar and Parker wait.

Back in the Cruz after nearly three weeks inland traveling through the beautiful Southwestern, US, it was nice to be in the water again, for me and for Frida.

At the cove the dog pack was back at it, running, wrestling and chasing the orange bumper into the water. We saw a pod of large, dark-colored dolphins swimming in the glassy ocean, always a treat.

Yesterday, out on the sandbar there were still signs of a south swell sending sets of waves all the way to shore. Long periods of waiting for waves, left everyone hungry and when the biggest, widest wave of the day suddenly showed up, everyone wanted to ride. There must have been 10 of us on that shoulder-high beauty, all smiles. It reminded me of old pictures I've seen of Waikiki with the Hawaiian kanes and wahines all riding their boards together, sharing the stoke.

"That was a party wave," someone stated the obvious. "The dance floor was full," said another.