Staph kept me out of the water on saturday, so I decided to dust off the camera and shoot some shit. Rincon was working a little. There was plenty of good waves. Right as I whipped out my tripod, the Point Concept Hardcore showed up. Morgan, Lovelace, Trevor, Albers, Will, and Gilda gettin after it on mats, displacement hulls, longboards, big flat longerboards, and everything weird. Looked like a good time. Except for Morgan's last ride. His face got attacked by an 11 foot Death Machine. Second time I've been there when it's drawn blood. No stitches this time.