After three (3) months out of the water, a broken elbow, a pair of broken teeth, innumerable visits to various medical offices, playing a gig on bass guitar for a new band, several flights to and from San Francisco for work, several flights to and from Mexico for a wedding, and the most excellent 30th birthday party I could have ever imagined - I returned home to the ocean courtesy of my 5'9" Kaysen heavy-glassed, painted blue fish.

The return was painful on the elbow, but the waves that were breaking chest to shoulder high with solid and open peaks were persuasive enough to get me out of bed and back to Scripps beach. 

Competing against the hordes of surfers who were not returning from a fractured elbow was challenging, but I managed to paddle out and score two solid lefts.  These two (2) first flights after being grounded on dry land for so long were simply glorious under the glowing blue sun and out on top of the deep purple of the sea. 

I wanted more but did not want to press my luck.  Trying to take it slow I’m feeling good knowing that I can now come back for more.