March 12, 09, Thaddeus and I pulled into Troncones at 5:30 in our rented Nissan, all boards accounted for. Saw a few waves breaking at the Troncones T as we pulled into the little town. A right turn took us to Casa Delfin Sonriente where we had booked a week for this, our first trip. Glen, the owner, checked us in and recommended we surf on the beach out front of the Casa for glass off and so we grabbed our boards and got wet right away. It was a little walled up but we could pull into some hollow corners and every body unwound from the flight and we had the waves and the sunset all to ourselves. We unpacked, showered, and walked to the closest restaurant, about two hundred yards north, a little family
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