I received a phone call from my surf bro, Dan today and he gave me some good/bad news. He works in customs at Miami Airport and he’s been waiting for a few years for a specific job to open up. Well, it finally happened…the only, well one of the drawbacks is he has to move to the keys. The KEYS!!! Yeah, I’m sure to most of you that’d be pretty cool but he’s not stoked about it at all. NO surf in the keys, none and he really doesn’t want to move. He was hoping for a position in West Palm (so was I) but that won’t be available for a couple years so he’s got to stick it out.

He’s stoked to get the job and it’s a good career move but requires six more months of training and he has to uproot his little family (new baby girl) and move down to never-ending flatness. He’ll even be away from his wife and daughter for Christmas and before New Years he’s M.I.A. for six months in BFE Georgia.

Sorry about the news bro, that really sucks. We’ll miss you around here.