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So trade that typical for something colorful. If it's crazy, live a little crazy.
You can play it sensible, a king of conventional. Or you can risk it all and see. -the Greatest Showman
Finding the calm in the chaos. Long ride starting, Holiday's and 66th. 7/26/2018
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Company had left town. It was a return to just the Crew this week. Wattman, LWatt, and myself once again headed to Holidays. The original break. With high tide and strong south by southwest winds, the conditions were good for whales and kites, but not the best for anyone getting in the water. Kite Day for the Believe In Tomorrow House by the Sea also located on our 67th break locale. A respite home for the Children's Foundation, this organization has been over the top, providing rest and hope for families of critically ill kids. The spectacle provided a respite for us as well should Wattman get his clock rung.
As we set chairs in place, Watt fought past the foaming break and into the lone lineup. After several attempts to catch anything close to rideable one wondered if this was going to be a scoreless week. Heavy chest high walls combined with unstable to semi-clean swell made the sets difficult to read. Taking a beating in the surf can be exhausting. Add to that a strong northerly current and Wattman was walking blocks south to reset his luck. He would sit on the beach studying the surf, watching the rip to plan his next assault. So he claimed. Those of us who know Mother Ocean knew this was not the case. He was staring out to sea seeking to find the answer to the question we all seek to find. But, only the worthy can comprehend the sea's answer. Thus he waited; the sea slowly churned from a white capped turbulent mess to calm waves as Watt bounced passed the boil riding a rip back out into the lineup. Being at the right place at the right time can be especially fortuitous out on the water. Wattman must had found favor, as a building right hander appeared and there was Watt in position. Slowly the wave formed, picked up the board, and at just the right moment both wave and rider were one in motion, and kept going for more than two blocks before coming out the other side. While it may not have been the largest or fastest ride, it would certainly go down as the longest ride in memory.
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| High end jumbos...go get a loan Son! |
With session's end, we cruised to Victoria's Crab House on 15th and Ocean Highway. It had replaced the original English's Family Restaurant exchanging English's famous fried chicken for Maryland's famous blue crabs. Upon arriving I noticed not much had changed on the exterior décor during the change over other than a giant crab for the English's sign. This was saying something since it had been near 40 years since I had last been to the place. So, by now it was 9pm as we walked through the almost empty main restaurant side headed towards a little dive called the Crab Trap Bar on the other side.
While the main side had air conditioning, the dive on the "other side" had open doors that let to a screened in dining porch as well as an open area behind the bar that led to the kitchen...and you could feel the heat at times. But our barkeep was perky and that was a good thing. She had the bar and tables all to herself. Soon enough, she had cold brews in front of us even though in a plastic cup. They were out of wings (yes, I know...this was not a good sign). Thus, we went with a Seafood Pizza , Fish Tacos, and a Pulled Pork BBQ sandwich. The Seafood Pizza was the highlight. It was basically a crab dip spread with grilled shrimp on a pizza crust. Very affordable price, and very good.
The tacos had a small amount of fish but they had a good taste...decent I guess. Both LWatt and Wattman seemed to enjoy theirs. The BBQ was the disappointment. Not pulled, more like burnt tips of the meat that were very tough. Some of mine were so hard I could not chew them at all. Watt thought the taste was okay, but he usually cleans up what is left at the end anyway. While the food was going down, our barkeep added the music. She ran the playlist from her phone and we got 60's, 70's, and some country classics to listen to all night. A well placed flat-screen had the O's game going. But this was a crab house. As the price of super jumbos were at $119 for a dozen, I for one would not be ordering crabs any time soon.
A classic dive bar. A Newbie that was perfect for the Patrol. But the competition is thick for crabs. It may be a while before we return and the question that looms over this and all the newbies heads...will they still be around when we do.
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Pulled Pork BBQ: C-
Fish Tacos: B-
Seafood Pizza: B+
Beer: C+ (Cold, but lose the plastic)
Atmosphere: B
Value: B
Overall Score = 2.67
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