Okay. I'm back from the Campaign Trail. School started for my girls, leaves on trees are starting to look different already and there's a tiny chill in the morning air - the tell tale signs that that dreaded seasonal monster is on its way... FALL!
What does that mean to me?
I'm having an Endless Summer panic. I can't help it. I'm a surfer and its in my DNA. So I am assigning myself this story: Are other surfers ready for the winter?
I am taking it upon myself to set aside the 300 pressing matters that I have to do now that I am back in DC -- and driving to the Indian River Inlet in Delaware. Literally, right now!
Will let you know how it goes... and if there's hope for an Indian Summer!
