Sunday, April 26th, 2009. Blue birds fly.
A blithesome weekend. The Friday onshore winds fetched enough to produce rough swell and long lines of spilling waves. The base of the cliffs spilt streams against the swell before crests could collapse, thrusting them upwards.
I stopped here and there to practice close turns. I worked draws, jams and pries. Lying in a balance brace, slack and face up to an overcast sky, I watched seagulls gliding back and forth in the airflow, then soaring with the rising air deflected upwards by the cliff face. So beautiful.
As in cue, the iPod shuffled to the next play list and played an unknown version of Candy Says, an old Velvet Underground song about Candy Darling, a merrily sad transvestite who in her own words looked quite much like a cross between Kim Novak and Pat Nixon. This time, sung by Antony Hegarty, words lingered in the updraft. My jaw dropped.













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