December 31, 2004 Old guys run amuck at good ol' 'Nofre.

Oh boy, the annual "Tough Guy Polar Bear Club" pilgrimage recreates tomorrow
Janurary 1st, 2005. It's sort of "Hey, it's my night to howl, owooo! Bro." All
participants will brave the elements sans [without] wetsuits, now these
guys are hard core. Which reminds me of an incident happening during
pre-wetsuit days of the '50's. Well, here goes, a frigid Februrary day, water
tempature 52o f. Miki Dora, Renny Yater, and I, on the way home from Rincon,
stumbled on 8' to 10' combers at Ventura Overhead. Water was freezing, wind
was freezing, everything was freezing. We had no wetsuits (even if that were
invented we wouldn't of worn it), no tequila, we didn't have Jack Schitt, let a
godamm bugle. No big deal, we didn't wait till next Janurary 1st, we were
catching the same swell next day at Redondo Breakwater. No wetsuit, no bugle,
in 52o f. water.

Written by Julio Chimichanga.
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