Tug Bradly first came to old 'Nofre yesterday, brought by his "Old Man",
Chad Bradly, old, well not so old. surfing "The Nofre" since his childhood days
in the seventies. Chad was an athlete whose surfing career was cut
short by a horrific accident, slamming into SONGS Pier, prior to when
they razed the structure years ago. Pops Proctor saw the whole thing go
down. Chad Bradly sat outside First Point, as a huemongus Mother of all
Waves , an easy 20' top to bottom held up by a pesky Devil Wind blowing
offshore. Only a few fellows saw it, Dr. Wilkes, Bill Barnards, George
Stremple, Eddie McBride, Peanuts Larson, and "Senator" Luton. From
the south Chad saw it coming, looking as if would be as if would be
the perfect wave he went for it. From the beach it looked like a horrible
monster, at least 12' in height, thick and a very ominous deck dark blue.
It moved fast over third reef, lifting Chad up its deep slope and catapulting
him toward shore at a rate of speed he'd never seen before. He got his
angle, dragged his arm good and tight, and he got to his feet, only then
did he have any idea the size and strength of the behemoth. All the
fellows on the beached joined the excitement cheering Chad across
the face yelling, "Go for it", Who yah, to yah, Keen-o", except Winky
Glockner who looked down the line and saw the pier coming up fast,
"Jeezus Nick, pull out, the pier, the pier!" Needless to say, Chad didn't
hear a ward as he slammed a glancing blow directly into the stanchon
at th far end of the pier.
To be continued....

BRUCE SAVAGE SAND ASSOCIATES