We're packing the van, heading to Santa Cruz. Not today, relax, but sometime soon. It's that time of year where we start dreaming of jumping off the cliff and chasing down some cold water surf in our favorite sea-side town. Santa Cruz is where dad took us to fall in the love with the ocean. Where we had our first boards shaped and where we dreaded the drive home because we knew there would be remaining swell early the next morning.
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