by BlueSteel Tue Sep 02, 2014 9:43 pmMy wifey and I love our 62 Falcon Van.
We Love surfing Its the best.
We frequent the local beaches here in San Clemente, particularly San Onofre. We're there nearly every Saturday and we have such a great group of surf/life friends what we get to cruise with.
Usually our Saturdaze begins at 4am when my wife's alarm goes off and we roll out of bed and brew us up some lattes her's hot, mine iced (as i'm in the perpetual overheating state of Man-o-pause). We load our coolers (boards were carefully loaded the night before) and we turn the key and GO! Our destination is 2 miles down the road to San O only to wait in line. Usually we get in line at 430-445am for the gate to the state park to open at 6am. Getting there early is essential as not only is parking finite...but we have to get our spot too 'Last Palm'. Apart from a couple die-hards, who got in line at 2am in their RVs and are sleeping till 555am, the line is just beginning to materialize at 5am. To kill the time we turn our vans off and just hang out, banter & get stoked on the surf, sometimes we'll cook breakfast in line too. Its kinda like tailgating hahaha.
Here's a Shot of the line pre6am (earlier this summer its not this bright anymore
)
However as 5:50 comes and passes, fun and games are over, its time for business... the gates open and we roll in. Its important to ride the bumper of the person in front of you as people will try to merge into line from a side road trying to skip the line all together, completely disrespecting those who pulled up in line early and found their place in said line. In the event that an outside invader tries to encroach and breach; the line itself responds like an immune system rejecting a faulty transplant.
As we pass the gatekeeper and drive down the paved path and into the rutted out stretch we find our place at last palm. Our falcon has a couple buddies Sandy a 65 econoline painted in a Tan truck-bed liner & the Tangerine Dream, a 76? VW Westy.
After we find our spot we usually amp on the surf for a bit, drink some more coffee, and claim our piece of turf. If the surf is pumping I'll paddle out almost immediately. However, if the surf is pumping it'll get crowded.
Last palm and glassy waves.
After a first sesh we'll cook breakfast where we all contribute something and we'll chill on the beach
As the morning wears on we end up napping in our vans, eating chips drinking some...college drinks. We end up making making forts out of our vans to escape the sun.
wifey & I between Falcon & Sandy
A random vanner will park us in
Moar Vans!!!! As morning gives way to afternoon usually the riffraff joins us and more vans take join us... safety in numbers
The rest of the day is spent in various stages between chilling, surfing, drinking, eating or napping.
We Love our Van & the Life our van enables us to live. Thank you Vintage-Vans for helping me keep my van running
We Love surfing Its the best.
We frequent the local beaches here in San Clemente, particularly San Onofre. We're there nearly every Saturday and we have such a great group of surf/life friends what we get to cruise with.
Usually our Saturdaze begins at 4am when my wife's alarm goes off and we roll out of bed and brew us up some lattes her's hot, mine iced (as i'm in the perpetual overheating state of Man-o-pause). We load our coolers (boards were carefully loaded the night before) and we turn the key and GO! Our destination is 2 miles down the road to San O only to wait in line. Usually we get in line at 430-445am for the gate to the state park to open at 6am. Getting there early is essential as not only is parking finite...but we have to get our spot too 'Last Palm'. Apart from a couple die-hards, who got in line at 2am in their RVs and are sleeping till 555am, the line is just beginning to materialize at 5am. To kill the time we turn our vans off and just hang out, banter & get stoked on the surf, sometimes we'll cook breakfast in line too. Its kinda like tailgating hahaha.
Here's a Shot of the line pre6am (earlier this summer its not this bright anymore
)However as 5:50 comes and passes, fun and games are over, its time for business... the gates open and we roll in. Its important to ride the bumper of the person in front of you as people will try to merge into line from a side road trying to skip the line all together, completely disrespecting those who pulled up in line early and found their place in said line. In the event that an outside invader tries to encroach and breach; the line itself responds like an immune system rejecting a faulty transplant.
As we pass the gatekeeper and drive down the paved path and into the rutted out stretch we find our place at last palm. Our falcon has a couple buddies Sandy a 65 econoline painted in a Tan truck-bed liner & the Tangerine Dream, a 76? VW Westy.
After we find our spot we usually amp on the surf for a bit, drink some more coffee, and claim our piece of turf. If the surf is pumping I'll paddle out almost immediately. However, if the surf is pumping it'll get crowded.
Last palm and glassy waves. After a first sesh we'll cook breakfast where we all contribute something and we'll chill on the beach
As the morning wears on we end up napping in our vans, eating chips drinking some...college drinks. We end up making making forts out of our vans to escape the sun.
wifey & I between Falcon & Sandy
A random vanner will park us in
Moar Vans!!!! As morning gives way to afternoon usually the riffraff joins us and more vans take join us... safety in numbers
The rest of the day is spent in various stages between chilling, surfing, drinking, eating or napping.
We Love our Van & the Life our van enables us to live. Thank you Vintage-Vans for helping me keep my van running
Last edited by BlueSteel on Tue Sep 02, 2014 10:06 pm; edited 2 times in total
