I have known a few surfers in my life back in the day.
"Surfers never die, they may loose their grip".
When I saw this man come out of the waters of northern California, I knew this had to be his passion.
Continuing to surf later in life, in the cold waters, with no wet suit.
Tough skin or what, I admired his spirit.
I took this photo last year, and knew I would post it on my blog someday.
I did tinker around with the treatments for this one.
While driving to Santa Cruz, California last month I stopped along the shore several times.
I took this photo on my return trip, early evening just before sunset.
There were a lot of people out on the water with their huge sails up in the air.
This is about as close to a sunset photograph that I can ever seem to do or to find.
There was a woman standing in the water with her surf board watching the skies.
The clouds and sky opening up for that last peak of sun bursting down.
I didn't mind watching on the sands.