While I was going to Cuesta College, taking art classes, I had a little Fonzi apartment above the garage of a little house about 100 feet from the shoreline in Cayucos, CA and worked at the waterfront surf shop.
Cowboys would come down from the hills wearing spurs from working with cows all day and pick up their new surfboards to take out early the next morning. I even led sit-on-top ocean kayaking tours out of that shop. What a life.
