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It looks like we have some solid numbers for the “Mustache-A-Thon.” The final count isn’t in just yet, but it looks like we’re going to be 40+ strong. I rolled to the North Beach Grill last night, did a quick run-a-round before I had to split for a lil’ bit because of work related issues, but when I reappeared a few hours later I was greeted with a packed house. I was stoked.

Thank you all for the support – for the continued support. I love you guys. This “Mustache-A-Thon” is going be a heck of a lot of fun!

News travels pretty quickly in Hampton. For as long as I can remember, there has always been that one crazy thing that I’ve always wanted to do but I never really knew that I would have an opportunity to make happen. Some guys want to hike the Appalachian Trail. Some folks want to climb Mt. Everest or jump out of airplanes. I don’t want to do that stuff. I have always wanted to ride bulls. Bull riding. Climb on top of a 1900 lb animal and hang on for 8 seconds. Cover that sucker. Some guys want to surf big Pipe, charge Maverick’s, but I’ve always wanted to stomp around in my cowboy boots and ride some bulls. Apparently, I have a few pals that share a similar interest and a handful of us “Hampton dudes” are flying to TX. in April to attend the Sankey Bull Riding School. Rad. Hampton is sending a Kook a’kai posse to Lufkin, TX. and we’re going to ride us a few bulls. Skydiving? Whatever…..

The reason why I’m mentioning this is because Hampton might be seeing some “odd” things walking around town over the course of the next few months. Expect to see a few guys walking around with cowboy boots (we gotta break in our ridin’ boots), cowboy hats (because they’re so @#$% cool), and runnin’ some strange facial hair. My good buddy, Mike Ricker, found it in his heart to make sure that I arrive in Lufkin in grand fashion by swinging by the house last night to present me with a brand new Stetson. I love you, brother! Thank you. I had my “before the stache” photo taken in that hat last night, and I promise that I will wear that new Stetson during my adventures in TX….when I’m not on top of some big ol’ animal wearing my hockey helmet. I promised Meg that I would wear a helmet. If it’s good enough for J.B., then who am I to argue?

Chris Shipley’s 2010 NH Surf calender is in local surf shops and I bought a grip of them to use as “Molly Fund” gifts. Steve O’Hara’s photo is worth the price of the calendar. If I haven’t told you lately, Stevie, please know that I love you like a brother. Truly. Like a brother…..

Cowboy up, boys!

Cowabunga…….

Buck