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Boys Trip to San O

August 28, 2018

A couple of weeks ago, Tony invited me to a good old fashioned boys trip out to San O. With my bag of hurriedly packed clothes from the night before, I set out south as soon as the school bell rang in Orange.

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With nothing but my duffle and two cases of beer, I pulled up to spot 28 to see my friends setting up camp. The Borrmann brothers were pitching a huge yellow tent that Juan claimed came from Shrek’s yard sale. On single night trips like this, I find it more advantageous to just sleep in the car. Soon enough we were packed into Ian’s truck and headed to catch a surf at Old Man’s before the sun set. As a last minute add on with the drop of George, a stoked Jeff Tyo showed up with a car full of surfboards throwing double shakas out the window.

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“Ooh! Look at you all artsy shooting Ian through me putting my board away” – Tony

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In search of the perfect nugs, Jeff spent pretty much the entire time out in the water spinning around on this finless board with no leash.
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I’ve just only now realized that Tony is my muse. Whenever the camera comes out around this guy, he’s always down to do dumb shit for dumb photos. Scroll down, you’ll see. Here he is sticking a dead lobster just a little too far into his mouth.

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Jeff showed us a board that he shaped himself. He named it “The Nugtown Express #1”.

After a short one at the beach

We headed back for a bit of nighttime fuckery by the fire. The entire night became a fun blur of pitting Billy against Ian in nearly every conceivable way. Somehow I managed to continually blame Juan loudly while orchestrating the entire night of manipulation and mayhem. We all knew when Ian had had enough when he would slowly proclaim “Here we go” while Billy berated him.

Juan told me that night that this was a side of me that he’d never expected. My truest friends are the only ones who know the mischievous facet of Mezatron.

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Tony B cheesing knife in teeth posing in front of our fringe neighbors hooptie set up.

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If you know the Borrmann brothers, you’ll know that it’s all love between them.

Fast forward 6 hours

My head is pounding as a bleary eyes try to focus of my car’s headliner. I stumble out of my car and see Tony, Jeff and Billy sleeping in Shrek’s house. Juan hears me and begins to stir. Late in the evening Juan took a spill on the skateboard on the way to the bathroom in the dark.

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Juan’s strange surface wound. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a shallow scrape.

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Beers crack and the party begins again at 8am.

After a sad session at the State Beach where I didn’t even paddle out. We headed in San Clemente for a bite to eat. While Ian was in the restroom, we hid his food on the chair nearby. He sat and watched as we all received our orders one by one even though he ordered first. With a bit of a stumble in his step, he sauntered over to the counter and demanded where his burrito was. I immediately saw the shitstorm that I had created and corralled him back to the table where tony had slyly placed his burrito into position. With a chuckle, Ian sat down and we all ate.

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Ian is a man of simple pleasures. Any time we drove within the state park, all he wanted was to ride in the back like a little kid in grandpa’s truck.
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Bellflower Surf Club Inaugural Group Photo
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Seriously, Ian found his happy place.

Before I headed home, we decided to hit up Trestles since half of us had never been there. We must have spent at least an hour in the parking lot there. When we first rolled up there was a man and woman standing near the open bed of an truck. The man was taking the woman’s measurements in the parking lot and it wasn’t particularly clear exactly what kind of transaction was taking place. Between the banter of Billy and Ian, Ian’s desires to pour water over people’s heads and the endless parking lot brews Tony produced from his truck, we finally headed down the trail for a quick one.

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This photo perfectly sums up the relationship between Billy and Ian. Two dudes with nothing/everything to prove to each other. It made for a very entertaining weekend listening to the bickering between these two.
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In another case of little kid pleasure, Ian became intent on pouring cold water over people’s head in the parking lot. I bet if there was a hose there, he would had tried to get us to drink out of it.
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In a rare showing of fraternity, Billy allowed Ian to dump cold water on his head in a way too late ghetto version of the ice bucket challenge.

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There we stood on the doormat of Trestles ready to take on the world.

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