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Redefining what it means to be a good surfer

Eastern Sierra

One of my closest and oldest friends lives in Israel.  His name is Boris.  He was flying back to Boston and said he wanted to visit me in California.  Surely, The Dooger wasn’t going to miss this rendezvous with our dear friend Boris.  Nor Augie.  Nor Scott.  And soon enough, it was a mini high school reunion.  We had one eye on the surf report and the other on the mountains.  The surf didn’t look promising so we jumped in the van and headed to California’s Eastern Sierra.  I got altitude sickness but these dudes bagged a 14er.

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