Well, while the rest of you were philosophizing about locals, Starbucks, Coronas, and ex-girlfriends while confusing Murphy with Dingo, you missed all the nudity at Dogpatch! I can't post most of the photos, but you can get the idea from this. So here is what happened. Three bus loads of swedish massage students went out for their monthly nude sun bathing excursion. They thought that they were going to trail 6, but not having been there before, only knew it was at the end of San Onofre. Hence, they ended up at Dogpatch. I had the place to myself with them as everyone else was either commenting on the last post, or swooning around lowers for Kelly Slater's autograph!
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