San Miguel

I forgot about David and the air brushed Porsche.  oh well we were all in san Miguel for the club contest.

Mickey was in wind and sea and he hated being down there without a hotel.  anyway the old guy (who ran wind and sea)

I forgot his name but anyway he got Mickey a huge tent.  Marty thought that Mickey need a wake up call

so I guess cherry bombs at 5 am would just about do it.  wouldn't it.  

anyway I remember that contest well and in the afternoon we went down to a place not

far from san Miguel called 3m.   The surf had double peaks and was a lined up left.   as luck would

have it there were only 6 of us there.   the go out was David, jock and Gary Chapman-owls older brother.

Marty I and I believe the schlickenmyers.   oh that was the day when weed was in keys and

there were 2 keys on the beach and it was needless to say an awesome session.

David, Marty and jock ripped it up.

when we got back to san Miguel that evening we heard Mickey had spit the scene because someone

had lobbed a grenade in his tent and tried to assassinate him.

oh a perfect day 

Best   Regards

Terry Lucoff