The Pier2Pier (Santa Cruz to Capitola) Race went off this morning in nearly flawless albeit gray and somewhat chilly conditions. Thanks to Dave, Jane, Lars and all the other "behind the scenes" folks for putting on the most organized "unorganized" race on the Summer schedule.
Da Bark Boyz were in attendance, minus one of our usual suspects who has to be in Hawaii. (Collective "Awwwwww!" goes up from the gallery.) Andy put on his race hat and was out of the gate like a shot, chasing down perpetual SUP paddle speedster Tony. No chance at catching him though. But that put Andy way ahead of Sam and I. 99% of the pack took the low route through the kelp, while Sam and I got more for our monies worth by paddling an extra half mile or so outside mother nature's seagoing vegetable garden.
After the finish Da Boyz paddled back up to Privates for the take-out. The Big Burb transported all three Barks and we ended up at Paula's for grinds, cheapest little palatable breakfast at the beach.
Andy's off to Connecticut for his annual Summer east coast madness, so with Dana in the Islands it'll be up to me and Sam to hold up the weekly paddling tradition. Where we goin' next week bro?
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